Senior Year Page #13

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RUBY SUE:

Just be straight with me. What do

you like about him?

Lionel comes over, starts cleaning up loose cups and napkins.

JANET:

Aside from being like, the hottest

guy... He’s really good at guitar.

LIONEL:

(coughing)

No he’s not.

Ruby Sue raises an eyebrow at Lionel.

RUBY SUE:

(knowing)

Interesting...

REGISTER - MOMENTS LATER

Ruby Sue approaches the register as Lionel fills up a cup of

soda behind the counter. His eyes are locked...

ON JANET, in her seat, staring dreamily at...

80.

LANCE jamming on his guitar at the cool table. An unhappy Tim

holds sheet music up for him to read. Lance motions for him

to turn the page and he does.

REGISTER:

Soda overflows the cup as Lionel continues to stare at Janet.

RUBY SUE (O.S.)

Ahem.

He notices Ruby Sue and snaps out of it.

RUBY SUE (CONT’D)

Somebody’s got a crush on Janet...

LIONEL:

No I don’t.

RUBY SUE:

Come on! You’re toast jelly of

Lance... Did I say that right?

LIONEL:

That guy sucks. I’d play circles

around him. Shred him to the bone.

RUBY SUE:

OK. I don’t believe in tipping, but

I do have a tip for you.

She leans over the counter.

RUBY SUE (CONT’D)

Bring your guitar to my party this

weekend. I got a plan.

Ruby Sue walks away then double back when she remembers...

RUBY SUE (CONT’D)

And wear your tightest pants.

INT. HARDING HIGH - CAFETERIA - DAY

Ruby Sue struts toward her table. A bounce in her step, she’s

feeling like a million bucks.

TEENAGE BOY (O.S.)

Hey, Ruby Sue! See you at the party

Saturday!

RUBY SUE:

F*** yeah!

81.

Random waves and salutations come her way. Meanwhile...

At the far end of the cafeteria, Brittany and the cool kid’s

table seems far less appealing now.

RUBY SUE’S TABLE

This is the place to be. Ruby Sue takes a seat next to Janet,

across from Tim and Lionel.

The YEARBOOK GIRL (16) runs over to the table.

YEARBOOK GIRL:

I just e-mailed you those questions

for the yearbook interview.

Ruby Sue pulls out a smart phone. Ding! The e-mail arrives.

RUBY SUE:

Got it!

The Yearbook girl exits.

INTERCUT. HALLWAY, JUST OUTSIDE CAFETERIA - CONTINUOUS

Tiffany has Brittany cornered in the hallway...

BRITTANY:

Now everybody wants to go to her

party instead of mine. Everybody

thinks she’s better at field hockey

than me. This is totally not

working. You don’t even understand.

TIFFANY:

Brittany. It’s all part of mommy’s

plan.

BRITTANY:

For her to be more popular than me?

Some plan, mom!

Tiffany raises a hand to slap her.

TIFFANY:

Do you want me to slap the sh*t out

of you in front of your friends?

Like I did to your father? Hmm?

Brittany immediately cools off.

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BRITTANY:

No.

TIFFANY:

We need to appear weak before we

strike. Didn’t I tell you she’d

throw a party once she found out

about yours?

Brittany nods “yes” as another TEACHER waves to Tiffany. She

immediately puts on a facade.

TIFFANY (CONT’D)

Hey! How are you?

Her smile turns deadly serious.

TIFFANY (CONT’D)

Now go in there and get yourself

invited to that f***ing party.

Brittany sulks back toward the cafeteria.

INT. CAFETERIA - CONTINUOUS

MISSY and CHRISSY from cheer-leading come over to Ruby Sue’s

table. Missy pulls out her iPad.

MISSY:

Ruby Sue! Settle this debate. Which

dress should I wear to your party?

She squeezes between Tim and Lionel, holding up the iPad so

Ruby and Janet can see it. Her hair falls in Tim’s face.

RUBY SUE:

Hmm... Janet?

Chrissy leans over Lionel, pressing herself against him.

JANET:

I kinda like the green one.

Tim subtly takes a whiff of Missy’s scent.

CHRISSY:

Told you! Janet has like, the best

style sense.

Lionel and Tim excitedly fist bump under the table.

MISSY:

Yeah. We love your glasses.

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They run off together as...

TIM:

(sincere)

Thank you.

RUBY SUE:

For what?

JANET:

Incoming...

Brittany plops herself down at the table.

RUBY SUE:

What’s up, Brittany?

BRITTANY:

So I need like... the biggest favor

from you.

RUBY SUE:

Yeah. You’re not really high on my

favor list right now.

BRITTANY:

OK. I know we got off on the wrong

foot or whatever and most of that

was my fault. I admit it, but that

was only because my mom doesn’t

like you. She totally pressured me,

but I can’t help it. You’re cool.

RUBY SUE:

Get to the favor already.

Brittany grabs Ruby’s hand like she’s royalty.

BRITTANY:

(breaking down)

Nobody’s coming to my party. Please

let me come to yours and say it was

my idea to combine them. Please?

RUBY SUE:

Awww. It’s like ten thousand

spoons...

JANET:

(finishing her line)

When all you need is a knife!

RUBY SUE:

F*** yeah, Janet! Nailed it.

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They high five.

BRITTANY:

So...

RUBY SUE:

Yeah. Fine. We’ll combine parties.

BRITTANY:

OMG! Thank you so much. This is

gonna be the best time ever.

She throws her arms around Ruby Sue.

RUBY SUE:

I know.

BRITTANY:

OK, there is one more thing though.

Somebody has to buy us beer. Like,

a lot of it. And vodka.

RUBY SUE:

Jesus! Just show your tits to that

homeless guy outside the liquor

store. He’ll get you whatever you

want. Amateur hour over here.

BRITTANY:

Wait, how long has he been around?

Seriously. How old is that guy?

RUBY SUE:

Old enough to get me a six pack

last week.

BRITTANY:

But you’re over 21...

Ruby Sue’s face says it all. She just now realizes this.

RUBY SUE:

I know! Hello? It was a joke.

BRITTANY:

So then, if I give you the money...

RUBY SUE:

Yes. I’ll save your lame ass party.

BRITTANY:

Thanks. I won’t forget this.

85.

Brittany leaves. We follow her past a vent in the wall

where... Something moves behind the grate. Zit Face looks on

with bewilderment.

ZIT FACE:

The tides of power are shifting!

A rat stands up on his shoulder. He feeds it a Dorito.

ZIT FACE (CONT’D)

Patience, my little friend. Our

time is soon.

He sleeks back into the darkness.

RUBY SUE’S TABLE - CONTINUOUS

JANET:

Ew, you really want Brittany at

your party?

RUBY SUE:

You know what they say. Keep your

friends close and your frenemies

closer.

Janet nods her head, getting it.

EXT. LIQUOR STORE - DAY

Ruby Sue and Janet walk up to the liquor store.

The creepy HOMELESS GUY perks up when he sees Ruby Sue.

HOMELESS GUY:

Hey! Alright. If you’re showing,

I’m going...

Ruby Sue walks right by, completely ignoring him.

JANET:

Is he talking to you?

RUBY SUE:

No.

JANET:

I don’t think I’m allowed in there.

Besides I got weed on me, I don’t

wanna get busted.

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RUBY SUE:

Relax. Just act like you’re exactly

where you’re supposed to be.

Ruby Sue opens the door and steps into...

INT. LIQUOR STORE - CONTINUOUS

Ruby and Janet stand in an endless aisle of booze.

JANET:

(in awe)

There’s so much. Why is there so

much?

She turns to Ruby Sue, already filling her cart with bottles.

RUBY SUE:

Cotton candy vodka? This must be in

like every statutory rapist’s

liquor cabinet.

She shrugs and throws it in the cart.

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