Senior Year Page #12
- Year:
- 2010
- 94 min
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NEARBY:
The team is huddled around Ruby Sue. She’s doubledover, hands on her knees sucking wind.
RUBY SUE:
Ok, I scored the last six goals. I
don’t think they’re gonna let me
score another one. Somebody else
needs to step up.
73.
MARTHA:
Let’s go ladies. Clock is ticking.
RUBY SUE:
Janet, get open.
JANET:
(to herself)
Why me?
Ruby Sue is already jogging across the field.
CROWD:
Seth, now at the front of the crowd, watches the action.
SETH:
Come on, Ruby!
Brittany, stuck behind the growing wall of spectators can’t
even see her own game.
FACE OFF:
Martha prepares to drop the ball.
MARTHA:
This is the kinda hard nose field
hockey I been waiting to see for
twenty years. Now finish strong!
She drops the ball. Ruby Sue wins the face off. Half the
opposing team converges on her, five sticks hacking at her
ankles as... the big girl lowers her shoulder...
Ruby Sue hits the dirt, but the ball is soaring through the
air... The crowd watches it sail toward...
JANET:
Oh sh*t. Oh sh*t. Oh sh*t.
The ball drops right in front her. She hits it as hard as she
can. It’s a slow dribbler... under the goalie’s stick. GOAL.
The whistle blows. The crowd storms the field.
Janet is hoisted up onto the shoulder’s of her teammates. Mid
celebration, she spots Ruby Sue among the crowd. Their eyes
meet. Ruby Sue smiles proudly and gives her a thumbs up.
74.
EXT. PARKING LOT - AFTERNOON
Ruby Sue and Janet walk through the parking lot after the
game. A convertible filled with kids pulls up next to them.
COOL GUY:
Hey, Ruby Sues! We’re heading over
to pizza dudes to celebrate. You
guys coming?
Ruby and Janet look at each other.
COOL GIRL:
Come on! It’ll be fun!
RUBY SUE:
Uh, yeah. We were like, already on
our way there.
COOL KIDS:
Nice! See you!
The convertible speeds off.
JANET:
Sh*t. I’m supposed to watch a Dr.
Who marathon with my cousin.
Ruby grabs her shoulders, looks her straight in the eyes.
RUBY SUE:
(dead serious)
Janet. Stick with me and you’ll
never have to watch another episode
of Dr. Who ever again. I promise
you this.
JANET:
Why? I like that show.
RUBY SUE:
No... No you don’t.
Janet, slightly confused by that, watches Ruby walk off.
INT. TIFFANY’S CAR - NEARBY - CONTINUOUS
Tiffany and Brittany sit in the car, fuming as they watch
everybody praise Ruby Sue and Janet.
TIFFANY:
Why’d you let her on the field, are
you retarded?
75.
BRITTANY:
Mom! You can’t say that.
TIFFANY:
Oh, gimme a break. I can’t say
retard in my own car? What’s the
matter with you?
BRITTANY:
How was I supposed to know she was
that good?
TIFFANY:
She’s good at everything! And now
everybody knows. She’ll spread like
a Goddamn wild fire and she’s not
gonna stop until she has your
crown. Now you tell me, how do we
put something like that out?
BRITTANY:
Start a bunch of other fires, draw
away the air and suffocate it.
TIFFANY:
What?! Are you stupid? You snuff it
out before it starts.
(beat)
Build other fires? What are they
teaching you here?
BRITTANY:
I play three sports. I’m in five
clubs. I’m trying everything. What
else do you want me to do?
TIFFANY:
I told you not to try and out high
school Ruby Sue. But what did you
do? You dropped the ball.
Tiffany turns on the engine.
TIFFANY (CONT’D)
From now on, I’m calling the shots.
And your birthday party just got
cancelled. That’s the first shot!
BRITTANY:
But Mom! It’s my 18th.
TIFFANY:
I don’t give a fuuuuuuuck.
76.
She floor it. The car jumps the curb and they speed off.
Establishing:
Kids walk up to the local pizza joint whereeverybody hangs out after school.
INT. PIZZA DUDES - CONTINUOUS
Lionel wears a vertical striped red and white pizza shirt. A
little paper hat sits atop his head.
He plops a cheesey, saucy pie down in front of Ruby Sue,
Janet and the other field hockey players.
Lionel wanders off as Ruby Sue holds court...
RUBY SUE:
Dig in, you guys deserve it.
The other girls reach for some slices. Ruby leans over so
only Janet can hear her.
RUBY SUE (CONT’D)
(whispering)
They totally don’t, but part of
being popular is making people feel
more important than they really are.
The door jingles open. Lance, Brittany and their friends roll
in. Lance has a guitar case strapped to his back. Tim,
dressed like Lionel, greets him from behind the register.
TIM:
Sup, bros? Welcome to Pizza Dudes.
LANCE:
Give us a pie. We’re taking the
table in the back.
TIM:
Uh... The one that’s reserved
under... not your name?
LANCE:
That a problem?
Lionel and Tim share a quick look.
TIM:
Nope. All yours.
77.
LIONEL:
That table was reserved for our
moms, dude.
TIM:
Gotta pick your battles, man.
INTERCUT. RUBY SUE’S TABLE - CONTINUOUS
The field hockey players laugh and eat their pizza.
FIELD HOCKEY PLAYER
Ruby Sue... say you like a boy, but
you’re not sure he’s into you, what
would you do to catch his gaze?
Ruby Sue, busy chewing her pizza, mishears the question.
RUBY SUE:
Um, yeah... That’s not something
you can catch. They’re just born
that way. Weird question though.
The confused players scratch their heads at her answer as
Lance and Brittany stroll up to their table.
BRITTANY:
Great game today, guys. Great team
win. Especially you, Ruby Sue.
RUBY SUE:
Thanks, your leg looks better.
BRITTANY:
It was just a cramp. I’m good now,
Lance stretched me out.
JANET:
Maybe phrase that differently.
Ruby Sue high fives her.
RUBY SUE:
Yeah, Janet! That was a good one.
BRITTANY:
Anyway, I’m throwing a party this
weekend. It’s gonna be awesome. You
and your friends should come.
RUBY SUE:
Really? That’s funny because I’m
throwing a party too.
(MORE)
78.
RUBY SUE (CONT'D)
I was gonna make a big
announcement, but I guess now
everybody knows...
BRITTANY:
Oh! Maybe we can combine parties?
RUBY SUE:
Hmm. Well, I would have to invite
you first.
Ruby Sue gives Janet a look.
RUBY SUE (CONT’D)
What do you think, Janet?
JANET:
Lance can come for sure.
Lance pumps his fist.
LANCE:
Nice!
Brittany shoots him a dirty look.
RUBY SUE:
Let me get back to you Brittany.
It’s not a no, but it’s not a yes.
BRITTANY:
Whatever. It’s gonna be lame
anyway. Come on, Lance. Let’s go.
Brittany storms off. Lance smiles at Janet before he leaves.
Ruby Sue catches Janet staring at Lance’s butt.
RUBY SUE:
Don’t make it so obvious.
JANET:
What?
RUBY SUE:
Your crush on Lance.
Janet blushes.
JANET:
He’s not bad I guess.
79.
RUBY SUE:
Whatever! You totally want to jump
his bones.
JANET:
Shh! Be quiet.
Ruby Sue lifts up her legs as if she were in labor.
RUBY SUE:
(teasing obnoxiously)
You wanna have his babies!
Lance looks over at them. Janet pushes Ruby’s legs down.
JANET:
Stop it! OK, yes. I wanna have his
babies. Geez.
RUBY SUE:
I can help you do that... If you
want to pry him away from Brittany.
JANET:
You can?
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