Life as a House Page #16
JOSH (CONT'D)
Alyssa sent me up to see if you wanted to
hang around and watch a movie with her
and her mom.
EXT. GEORGE'S GARAGE - EVENING
The round copper tube is braced and nailed to the side of the
garage; on it hangs a shower curtain. George is making
noises inside the curtain as he showers.
GEORGE:
Ah! Oh....
KURT (O.S.)
I know there's an explanation.
George pulls back the shower curtains just enough to see Kurt
standing by in his police uniform.
GEORGE:
No hot water.
George is shivering as he closes the curtain back up.
KURT:
Mr. Dokos called to complain that you and
a boy are squatting illegally in the
garage of your house.
GEORGE:
Check the permits. It was built as a
guesthouse. It's a legally rentable unit
grandfathered when South Laguna was
incorporated.
Without warning, the copper tubing holding the hanging
curtain falls to the ground. George turns the water off and
grabs a towel. Unfortunately, his ass is not what the towel
covers.
KURT:
Now that should be illegal.
INT. ALYSSA'S FAMILY ROOM - EVENING
Alyssa and Colleen are curled up on the sofa as Josh and Sam
stick their heads in to say goodbye.
SAM:
Thanks for the shower.
COLLEEN:
I want you both to stay.
ALYSSA:
And candy too.
Alyssa holds up a huge bowl of popcorn and the DVD case.
JOSH:
I'm gonna give him a ride in my car.
ALYSSA:
I'll see you tomorrow.
COLLEEN:
Come over anytime you need to, Sam.
SAM:
Thanks, I'd like that. Thank you.
The only thing keeping Sam from staying is Josh, who jerks
him out by the shirt.
INT. GEORGE'S GARAGE - EVENING
With Kurt in the only chair, George hands him a cup of coffee
and sits down on the pullout sofa, which is pulled out.
KURT:
I'm surprised he hasn't left.
GEORGE:
I haven't forced him to work. I only wet
him down once. Why would he leave?
Sam rushes in and grabs a sweater before starting out.
SAM:
I'm leaving.
GEORGE:
Hey...hey!
Sam stops at the door and waits impatiently.
GEORGE (CONT'D)
Where are you going?
SAM:
I don't know.
GEORGE:
When are you going to be back?
SAM:
I don't know.
GEORGE:
Well, until you know, you can't go.
SAM:
Oh, okay.
Sam is gone in a flash. Kurt studies George for a second.
GEORGE:
I'm not very good at it. Parenting.
Kurt nods; agreed, he's not.
INT. ROBIN'S KITCHEN - EVENING
Robin arranges an attractive plate of food, which she sticks
in the microwave. Peter walks in wearing different clothes
but the same personality.
PETER:
I hope your ex-husband is equipped for
the havoc of Sam, because it seems
absolutely blissful here tonight.
He sits down at the table, opening up a newspaper as Robin
stares at him.
ROBIN:
Do you think it's odd your kids don't hug
you?
PETER:
Should I?
ROBIN:
It would worry me.
Peter glances up from the paper, focusing on Robin.
PETER:
If I let everything that should worry me,
worry me, I'd be dead from worry.
ROBIN:
What would you be if you asked Adam and
Ryan to run in now and hug you?
PETER:
I'd be you.
The answer bothers Robin enough that Peter can't concentrate
back on the paper.
PETER (CONT'D)
I'll do it if that's what you want.
Robin walks out of the kitchen. Peter folds the paper and
shoves it across the granite counter.
INT. JOSH'S PORSCHE - NIGHT
Sam and Josh are parked on a street that overlooks the Valley
East of Laguna Beach. They share a joint as Josh explains
the specifics of the job.
JOSH:
You don't have to do a thing. Just get
in and get out. As quick as you can.
Close your eyes and think of whatever.
Sam hands the joint to Josh.
SAM:
What's your deal with Alyssa?
JOSH:
Don't even...I'm there.
SAM:
I wasn't sure.
JOSH:
She wouldn't even f***ing go out with
until she was sixteen. I mean, that's
not even a rule, just her own thing. She
like figures things out on her own and
then that's it.
A black Mercedes Benz pulls to a stop a ways down the street.
Josh hands Sam a cell phone.
JOSH (CONT'D)
If this rings, run.
Sam is scared and it shows.
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