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bottom of the stairs.

CALVIN:

Here he is!

CONRAD:

Morning.

BETH:

Morning.

CONRAD:

Morning.

(CONTINUED)

10.

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CALVIN:

Did you sleep?

CONRAD:

Yeah.

CALVIN:

Hungry?

CONRAD:

(wondering)

Uh...uh... hungry, uh?

Beth slides a French toast onto Conrad's plate.

BETH:

It's French toast. It's your

favorite.

CALVIN:

Yeah.

CONRAD:

Uh... I'm not really hungry.

CALVIN:

Breakfast, pal, remember? Main

meal. Energy!

Beth comes and takes away Calvin's plate right away.

BETH:

You're not hungry, you're not

hungry!

Beth takes away the food and goes to throw it away.

CALVIN:

Wait a minute, Beth, Hang on. He's

gonna eat it. Come on.

(to Conrad)

It's French toast.

Beth pushes the toast in the sink's grinder. French toast

disappears.

BETH:

There's fresh fruit for you when

you get home from school later.

Grinding noise of disposal.

CALVIN:

What are you doing? What are you

doing?

(CONTINUED)

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18 CONTINUED:
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BETH:

You can't save French toast.

BETH (cont'd)

Listen, I've got to run. I'm

playing at nine. Will you please

call Mr. Herman about the shutters?

I can't get anywhere with that man.

Beth exits.

CALVIN:

You have to charm Mr. Herman. Did

you charm him?

(to Conrad)

You have to eat, Con. We just

want you keep on getting

stronger.

CONRAD:

Dad, I'm not hungry.

CALVIN:

Are you okay?

CONRAD:

Yeah. I got to go. Lazenby's

picking me up.

Calvin is strangely overenthusiastic.

CALVIN:

Oh. Is he? Great!

CONRAD:

Why is it great?

CALVIN:

Well. I don't see the old gang much

anymore. I miss them. Bring them

around... Phil, Don, and Dick Van

Buren. We'll play some touch

football on the lawn.

CONRAD:

See you later.

Exit Conrad. Calvin resumes eating, reflects, then :

CALVIN:

Con!

But his son is gone.

12.

19 EXT. JARRETT'S HOME ­ MORNING 19

Calvin walks up the alley to the street. [Horn honks]

Lazenby's car stops, with music playing. Lazenby is driving,

Stillman is with him in the front and Dickie van Buren is at

the back.

LAZENBY:

(to Stillman)

It's called flake.

Conrad just stands there, waiting.

DICKIE VAN BUREN

Come on, Jarrett! We're late,

let's go!

LAZENBY:

Jarrett. Come on!

Conrad gets in the car.

20 INT. LAZENBY'S CAR ­ MORNING 20

STILLMAN:

Uh, we're late `cause little

Dickie's mom had to pack his lunch.

DICKIE VAN BUREN

Christ, Stillman! You guys were

late at my house. I been up all

night studying for this poly-sci

exam.

STILLMAN:

That guy wants a goddamn personal

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