Mumford Page #24

NESSA (V.O.)

Just chill for a second. Look at

this guy, it appears he's actually

dead... but gorgeous.

Mumford is sitting next to Nessa on the couch. At their feet

is a mess of magazines. Nessa discards one and immediately

starts flipping through a new one beneath it. She is very

agitated. Mumford stands up, walks over and sits in his chair.

NESSA:

What are you doing? We're not done.

I just need to find the thing...

MUMFORD:

If you don't want to have a session

today, it's okay.

NESSA:

I want to have the session. I thought

it would be cool if I could show you

some of the things that interest me.

But I guess you're not into it...

which we already knew.

MUMFORD:

What happened today?

NESSA:

What are you talking about?

MUMFORD:

Was it something that happened at

school?

NESSA:

(petulant)

These appointments were not my idea,

remember.

MUMFORD:

True. Should we stop them?

A look of panic crosses Nessa's face, but she instantly hides

it, busily taking out cigarette and lighter, which she doesn't

use. Instead, she lies down on the couch, balancing the closed

magazine on her chest.

NESSA:

I don't think you know what you're

talking about.

MUMFORD:

Uh-huh.

NESSA:

This shrink school you went to...

did you hear about it on an

infomercial?

Mumford waits. Nessa refers to the magazine beneath her chin.

NESSA:

I want to live in the world these

people are in. No one ever says

anything in there, have you noticed?

So they're very cool. Like they're

all really deep. It's when people

start talking that everything goes

to sh*t.

Nessa suddenly seems on the edge of tears, but beats it back.

NESSA:

There's this kid at school... Martin

Brockett. He has some gigantic idea

of himself that no one else shares.

You wouldn't believe the crap he

lays on me... Who appointed him my

spiritual leader? If he has everything

so figured out how come his best

friend is a .22 rifle? And why's he

spend all his time chasing after me?

Probably thinks I'm gonna give him a

hummer...

MUMFORD:

Do you think that's what he wants?

NESSA:

(after a beat)

No. I don't know what he wants. But

I know I don't like being watched.

Nobody's ever paid any attention to

what I did, and I liked it just fine.

Where does he get off telling me I

disrespect myself?

(a beat)

F*** him. Look in a mirror, bozo.

EXT. LILY'S CAFÉ, MAIN STREET - DAY

Mumford crosses the street from his office. A huge bus with

"APPLEJACK TOURS" on the sides, is disgorging its passengers,

a large group of elderly JAPANESE WOMEN, all of whom file

neatly into Lily's Café. Lily stands on the sidewalk outside

greeting them merrily.

MUMFORD:

What's the deal?

Lily continues her welcomes, but points out a hand-lettered

sign in her front window -- "Closed for Lunch. See you

tomorrow."

LILY:

They come through a few times each

year.

(greeting one cheerily)

Hello, Mrs. Saito, good to see you

again!

(back to Mumford)

It's a tour.

MUMFORD:

Where am I supposed to eat?

LILY:

You're on your own today, honey.

Mumford's attention is suddenly drawn to something across

the street. He glances thoughtfully at Lily for a moment,

then back out there.

WHAT HE SEES:
Skip is once again zipping down the street on

his skateboard in the midst of traffic. He has not noticed

Mumford.

MUMFORD (O.S.)

Hey, Skip!

Skip looks over, then immediately changes course toward them,

barely checking the surrounding traffic. He is extraordinarily

skillful. When he gets to the curb, he pulls a snazzy board-

flipping maneuver to dismount and come up on the sidewalk.

Some of the Japanese matrons react with delight.

SKIP:

Doc.

Skip notices the tour members filing by, but is immediately

distracted by the presence of Lily, who's a little excited

to meet the local celebrity.

MUMFORD:

Lily, I want you to meet Skip. Skip,

Lily.

LILY:

It's a pleasure to meet you.

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