Ride Along Page #4

Thompson:

Oh we’re just messing with you lad.

We’ll get you through this shift. My

question to you, though, is are you

willing to learn to dance?

Kevin:

I am.

Thompson:

Excellent. Now we wait for the party.

19. EXT. FRONT YARD OF SMALL SUBURBAN HOME. NIGHT.

Cut to Chloe, and her two male preceptors walk towards the front

door of a small suburban home.

Frank Delmonico:

Alright sweet cheeks, don’t do anything

crazy, or speak unless I tell you.

Preceptor Phil laughs. Frank Delmonico turns around and knocks

on the front door.

Chloe looks at the back of Preceptors 1 head with disgust and

disbelief. A short, chubby middle aged woman answers the door.

Ava Leigh:

Oh thank you for coming so quickly.

She walks outside and shuts the door behind her.

Ava Leigh (cont’d):

I’m Ava. Ava Leigh.

Preceptor Phil:

What is the emergency ma’am?

Ava Leigh:

Oh yes, of course. So, my son came home

tonight… different.

Frank Delmonico:

Different how?

Ava Leigh:

Well, um. . . I believe he was using

drugs. He came home not himself and

saying nonsense. I confronted him about

it, but he started freaking out and

fell down the stairs. (A beat) There

won’t be any legal ramifications

against him for me saying that, will

there?

Frank Delmonico:

I think the biggest concern right now

is your son. Is he alright?

Ava Leigh:

I don’t know! He’s not his usual self

so I don’t know if he’s injured, or

just high.

Frank Delmonico:

Can you take us to him?

Ava Leigh:

Why yes, of course.

20. INT. HALLWAY OF SMALL SUBURBAN HOME- NIGHT.

Ava Leigh opens the door and lets everyone in. Her son is pacing

back and forth in the hallway. He has a smash gash on his

forehead. He has jeans and a hoody on. Frank Delmonico slowly

approaches him.

Preceptor Phil:

What’s his name?

Ava Leigh:

Steven.

Frank Delmonico:

Hey Steven. My name is Frank Delmonico.

I’m with the fire department, and I’m

here to help. Can you tell me what’s

wrong?

Steven keeps pacing, not acknowledging Frank at all.

Steven:

He’s a liar. He’s a liar. Why would he

do this to me? We’re friends. Why would

he do this to me?

Frank Delmonico:

Steven. Steven, can you look at me.

Steven turns towards Frank, but that seems to freak him out.

Steven:

Stay back! Please don’t hurt me. I

swear I’ll never go near the ocean

again!

Frank turns back toward Ava.

Ava Leigh:

Before he fell he was going on and on

about talking mermaids that were out to

get him.

Frank Delmonico:

Steven, I am not hear to hurt you. I

just want to make sure you’re okay.

Steven:

No please!

Steven flails an arm out in Frank’s direction. He easily dodges

it. He then walks towards Phil, and has a private conversation

with him.

Frank Delmonico:

So what do we do Phil?

Preceptor Phil:

Are we even sure he’s injured?

Frank Delmonico:

I don’t know but we can’t leave without

checking him out. So what? Call for

Police restraint?

Preceptor Phil:

No, this kid is like a buck forty, and

intoxicated. I’m thinking we just go

cravat handcuff.

Frank Delmonico:

That might work.

Frank turns to Ava Leigh.

Frank Delmonico:

Ma’am, do we have permission to

restrain your son while we examine him.

It won’t hurt him.

Ava Leigh:

If it helps you treat him, yes.

Preceptor Phil opens a cravat up and ties a handcuff knot. Chloe

starts to walk forward.

Frank Delmonico:

Alright Chloe you’re going to stand

there in the corner and draw him out.

We’ll be behind-

Steven:

What! No get away from me you freaks.

Leave me alone!

Steven starts to charge forward before we hear a crack and him

fall to the ground in agony, clutching his shin. Frank and Phil

walk up to him to check him out. They lift up his jeans to

reveal a bone sticking out near his shin.

21. INT. FIRE STATION DINING ROOM- NIGHT.

Cut to Kevin sitting at the dining room table, doodling in his

notebook. Kevin looks up to the electronic clock, which reads

9:
58. He sighs and then starts packing up his things. He starts

to head for the door when the alarm sounds.

Automated Intercom:

Ambulance 96. Medical. 1100 West

Montgomery Road. Initial Entry.

Kevin sees Miller and Thompson emerge from the bunk rooms and

walk briskly towards the garage. Miller stops and turns to

Kevin.

Miller:

It’s not 10 yet. You can come if you

want?

Kevin looks uncomfortable.

Kevin:

Oh, ah, thanks, but I- I have a long

day tomorrow. Better get going.

Miller:

Suit yourself. Well it was nice meeting

you Kevin Starr. Hopefully we meet

again.

Miller jogs to the ambulance. Kevin walks towards the front

door.

22. EXT. FIRE HOUSE PARKING LOT- NIGHT.

Kevin walks out and sees the ambulance, lights and sirens

flashing hot, drive past him. He walks towards his car.

23. INT. KEVIN’S CAR- NIGHT.

Kevin opens his car door and throws his backpack in, clearly

frustrated. He gets in. He looks forward and then buries his

face in his steering wheel, honking the horn. He then looks

forward and shakes his head.

Kevin:

God damn-it.

Kevin starts his car and drives off.

24. EXT. STATION 7 PARKING LOT- NIGHT.

Chloe is outside, sitting on the steps that lead from the

parking lot to the sidewalk. She sees Kevin pull in the lot. She

gets up, walks towards him, and gets in the car.

25. INT. KEVIN’S CAR- NIGHT.

Kevin:

Why were you waiting outside? It’s like

forty degrees outside.

Chloe:

Because my two preceptors were

misogynistic a**holes, and if I was

around them for any more I would have

slit my wrists

Kevin:

Damn. That sucks. Did you go on a call

at least?

Chloe:

Yeah! We went to some house and the

patient was high on acid or something

like that. Anyway he fell down the

stairs and had a compound fracture of

his tibia. Or fibula. I don’t know

which.

Kevin:

That sounds pretty gross to be honest.

Chloe:

Oh no, it was, but this guy didn’t know

he broke anything since he was tripping

balls. He was pacing back and forth on

his leg and was rambling about killer

mermaids and sh*t like that.

Kevin:

Oh sh*t, really? That sounds like a fun

call. Was the drug wearing off as you

transported him?

Chloe:

I think so. I mean he was in unbearable

pain the entire time. (A pause) Now

what about you?

Kevin:

Nothing.

Chloe:

Really?

Kevin:

Yep. I just sat around for like three

hours. The alarm didn’t even ring once.

Chloe:

That sucks. Did you at least enjoy

sitting around?

Kevin:

Yeah. My preceptors were pretty

awesome.

Chloe:

Lucky.

Kevin:

You’re the one that went on a call.

Chloe:

One down, nine to go. Seems like a lot,

doesn’t it.

Kevin:

It does. We have until May though.

We’ll get ten one way or another.

26. INT. STARR HOME FAMILY ROOM- NIGHT.

You see Christmas decorations all around. Lots of red and green,

and a beautifully decorated tree, with a few presents

underneath. Kevin, and Kacie are watching a movie. You hear

someone knock on the door and open it.

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