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RICKY:

I call 'em wiggers.

JIMMY:

Different.

BOBBY:

This Ruiz guy, what's his deal?

JIMMY:

Don't know much. I hear he runs a

tight ship.

BOBBY:

Yeah?

JIMMY:

Understand me?

BOBBY:

Yeah.

RICKY:

(quiet)

So is this the drop?

BOBBY:

Like I said, I don't know.

RICKY:

He woulda told us right?

BOBBY:

You would think.

EXT. SPA - 13TH STREET - NIGHT

A horrifying line has formed as New York's best and beautiful

primp and peck their way to the door. The rope is three-deep

and three DOORMEN coordinate the traffic patterns. The limo

settles in and a HOMELESS MAN opens the door in hope of a

tip. Jimmy steps in his way as Bobby and Ricky, in tattered

clothes, move toward a big white DOORMAN in an oversized

hat. They fight their way past the other people who are

fighting their way past the line.

RICKY:

(responding to

irritated looks)

Watch out, man. Sorry. I'm on the

list, man.

(to the doorman)

Hey, bro.

DOORMAN:

The line's over there.

RICKY:

Yeah, but, we're good. You know what

I mean?

DOORMAN:

How is it you're good? You on a list?

RICKY:

Yeah. Ricky Slade.

DOORMAN:

(to doorman with

clipboard)

You see a Ricky Slade?

The doorman with a clipboard checks and shakes his head.

RICKY:

Cardiff Giant?

DOORMAN:

What?

RICKY:

Cardiff Giant. Just check.

DOORMAN:

Maybe you wanna try the China Club.

RICKY:

Again with the f***ing China Club!

What do I look like a f***ing Persian

to you?

DOORMAN:

(firm)

Hey. I'm half Lebanese.

BOBBY:

We're with Ruiz.

DOORMAN:

Ruiz isn't here.

BOBBY:

We're supposed to meet him here. Is

Ruiz on the list?

DOORMAN:

Ruiz is always on the list. He just

ain't here, though.

BOBBY:

Can you check?

DOORMAN:

He's not here.

While they're waiting, the actor who played SCREECH on 'Saved

By the Bell', now in his twenties, walks by and is let through

the rope with a handshake.

DOORMAN:

What's up, man.

SCREECH:

S'up.

DOORMAN:

You look big, man. Diesel. You been

lifting?

SCREECH:

A little.

DOORMAN:

You look good, man.

SCREECH:

Cool. See you later.

DOORMAN:

Cool.

Ricky can't believe his eyes.

RICKY:

Did you see that sh*t? Motherf***er.

(to doorman)

You let in f***ing Screech, dude?

I'm waiting and you let in Screech?

DOORMAN:

He's on the list.

RICKY:

(hot)

Show me. Show me where it says Screech

on the f***ing list.

This altercation is cut short by the arrival of Ruiz and

Horrace. The Red Sea parts as they approach the door.

DOORMAN:

What's up, bro? You look big, man,

you been lifting?

RUIZ:

A little. How's it going tonight?

DOORMAN:

Sh*t's off the chain. These two say

they're with you.

RUIZ:

Yeah.

DOORMAN:

Alright. These two are good.

He opens the rope. Bobby shakes his hand.

DOORMAN:

Sorry, man, but...

BOBBY:

Thanks a lot. Don't worry about it.

DOORMAN:

Any time, bro.

BOBBY:

Thanks.

Ricky walks by and throws him a look like he just stuck it

in.

INT. SPA - 13TH STREET - CONTINUOUS

Bobby and Ricky are lead into the club and past a window and

another set of ropes.

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