Senior Year Page #4
- Year:
- 2010
- 94 min
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Tilting the picture so her husband can see it.
DAD:
You son of a b*tch.
DR. BILL
Darlene and Bobby Vance?
MOM:
Conway! Our daughter was in a coma.
She flings the Polaroid at him.
DR. BILL
Ohh! I’m sorry. They got me running
courthouse and the hospital. I
swear sometimes I don’t know if I’m
coming or going.
He puts the tape recorder back in the briefcase.
DAD:
We just want to see our daughter.
21.
DR. BILL
Right, right. Ruby Sue Conway.
He finds his file, gives it a quick read.
DR. BILL (CONT’D)
OK. Yes. I met with your daughter.
Interesting case. It appears she
was unable to perceive any temporal
changes while in the coma.
DAD:
What the hell does that mean?
DR. BILL
She thinks she’s still a seventeen
year old cheerleader. As far as she
is aware, the accident just
occurred.
Off her parent’s wide eyed look...
INTERCUT. HOSPITAL WAITING ROOM - DAY
Ruby Sue, now dressed in her 90s cheerleader uniform, sits in
the waiting room.
RUBY SUE:
My pager’s not working.
She shakes the pager next to her ear.
INTERCUT. PSYCHIATRIST OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
DR. BILL
It’s imperative that Ruby Sue be
allowed to adjust on her own terms.
At her own pace while we monitor
and assess her progress. I’ll be
watching this case very closely.
The medical community is going
learn a lot from your mistakes.
Ruby Sue’s Mom and Dad look like they just saw a train wreck
happen in front them.
INT. RUBY SUE’S HOUSE - DINNER TABLE - LATER
The sound of silverware sliding across porcelain amplifies
the awkward silence.
22.
Ruby Sue sits across from her parents, not touching her
plate. They try their best to make things seem normal.
MOM:
Honey, eat something. Please.
RUBY SUE:
(bitter)
I’m not hungry.
DAD:
Not hungry? After 20 years?
MOM:
I know this all seems overwhelming,
but just remember that we’re your
family and we’re all here for you.
PETER (O.S.)
(Thick African accent)
And these potatoes are delicious.
Reveal:
PETER (18), a Nigerian exchange student seated nextto Ruby Sue. He puts his hand over hers and smiles sincerely.
RUBY SUE:
No. This is not working for me.
She stands up from the table.
MOM:
What’s wrong with you? Sit back
down and finish your plate.
RUBY SUE:
What’s wrong with you!? Replacing
me with an African guy?!
DAD:
Not replacing you, honoring you.
PETER:
And I am honored to call you sister.
RUBY SUE:
Is this guy for real?
MOM:
Apologize to Peter right now!
DAD:
The Ruby Sue fund gives foreign
exchange students an opportunity to
be a real American teenager.
23.
He gestures to some framed pictures of them with kids from
various countries of origins over the years.
MOM:
It gave us a chance to fill the
void you left behind.
Peter stands up.
PETER:
And I... one day dream... that you
will wake to see all the good done
in your name, just as you awoke
from your coma today.
Her mom almost comes to tears at his speech.
PETER (CONT'D)
For I am a Ruby Sue kid and I
eagerly await the adventures in
store for us. Together.
RUBY SUE:
Has everybody gone f***ing crazy!?
Ruby Sue storms off. Peter looks at her parents.
PETER:
Have I overstepped my bounds?
DAD:
No. That was beautiful. Thank you,
Peter.
Her door slams offscreen.
RUBY SUE (O.S.)
You gave him my f***ing room?
PETER:
May I also be excused from the
place of eating?
Mom and Dad smile at him and nod yes.
EXT. RUBY SUE’S HOUSE - THE NEXT MORNING
The sun rises above the neighborhood.
Dad Conway steps out of the house with his briefcase and
coffee. He stops in the middle of the driveway, confused.
24.
DAD:
Honey! Did you move the car?
He sips his coffee, scratches his head.
Ruby is behind the wheel. A top 40 hit plays on the radio.
She changes the channel to another song.
RUBY SUE:
What happened to all the good
stations?
Focused on the radio, she blows through a stale red light.
EXT. HARDING HIGH SCHOOL - PARKING LOT
Ruby Sue drives the wrong way through the parking lot,
cutting off other cars trying to park.
A TEACHER in SWEATER VEST, waves his hand at the violation.
She hops out of the car, tosses her keys at him. They bounce
of his chest and fall to the ground.
RUBY SUE:
In case you need to move it.
She sashays across the parking lot toward the school.
INT. HARDING HIGH SCHOOL - MOMENTS LATER
Two SECURITY GUARDS have Ruby hemmed up. She drags her feet
as they pull her toward the office.
RUBY SUE:
What’s your problem!? Get off me!
INT. PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE - DAY
Ruby Sue’s parents and Dr. Bill sit across from PRINCIPAL
SMITH (60), a monotone, Steven Wright style speaker.
PRINCIPAL SMITH:
It’s not that I don’t appreciate
the importance of your situation.
It’s that your daughter is forty
years old.
25.
DR. BILL
Physically she is. But mentally, my
area of expertise, she is no
different from any other student.
PRINCIPAL SMITH:
Look, we offer nighttime classes in
remedial subjects...
INTERCUT. INT. WAITING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Ruby Sue sits in a chair across from a punk rock looking kid
with a leather vest and MOHAWK.
MOHAWK:
Are you like... somebody’s mom or
something?
RUBY SUE:
Do I look like somebody’s mom?
MOHAWK:
You look like Ronnie Halbeck’s mom.
Did he get caught with cigarettes
again? Let’s take an ussie and tag
him on facebook.
RUBY SUE:
If you touch my face or my ussie,
I’m going to empty a bottle of mace
into your eyes.
INTERCUT. INT. PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
DAD:
OK, I gotta question. Why the hell
am I still paying school taxes if
my kid can’t go to school here?
PRINCIPAL SMITH:
Yeah, I’m still bumping my head
against why a 37 year old would
want to come back to high school in
the first place.
DR. BILL
She thinks she’s seventeen! Where
else is she gonna go?
PRINCIPAL SMITH:
There’s still the legal question...
26.
DR. BILL
Legal? Buddy. This is encouraged.
We’re in the public sector here.
They’ll make you man of the year.
DAD CONWAY:
That speaks to my point!
DR. BILL
Sure it does! Look, I don’t need to
explain this to an old war horse
like yourself, but I get her deemed
special needs and whereever she
hangs her pom-poms gets a plump
bump in state funding. Funds which,
correct me if I’m wrong, get
distributed at the principal’s
discretion...
PRINCIPAL SMITH:
For no particular reason, I’m
sensing my mind changing. Mister
and Misses Conway, how would you
like a freshly paved parking lot in
your daughter’s honor?
DR. BILL
Throw in a new scoreboard and you
got yourself a deal!
Principal Smith pops up and shakes the doctor’s hand.
DR. BILL (CONT’D)
Play your cards right and I’ll be
shipping you weirdos like this on
the regular.
(to her parents)
No offense.
(to Principal Smith)
But you know what I’m saying?
CUT TO BLACK:
PRINCIPAL SMITH (OVERLAY)
Remember when I told you 2016 was
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