Smashed Page #4
24.
KATE:
I don’t know -- I just get stupid
when I’m drunk, and I’m drunk a
lot.
CHARLIE:
We just like to have a good time.
KATE:
Yeah, well...
(beat)
...you’ve gotta promise not to tell
this to anyone.
CHARLIE:
(curious)
I promise.
KATE:
That includes Owen.
CHARLIE:
Of course.
KATE:
Well, last night I kinda, um...
(hushed)
...smoked some crack.
CHARLIE:
WHAT?!
Some bar patrons glance at Kate and Charlie.
KATE:
After I left the bar, I, uh, picked
up this drunk girl and...I don’t
really remember what came next, but
I ended up smoking crack with her.
CHARLIE:
(confused)
Uh...how’s that even happen?
(beat)
You give someone a ride and she
rewards you with crack?!
KATE:
Well...she seemed desperate. She
really needed a ride home.
CHARLIE:
Where?
25.
KATE:
Downtown. I think she maybe lives
in...a tent?
CHARLIE:
What?
KATE:
Well...she might be homeless. Or a
prostitute. Or just some lost
sorority girl.
(thinks about it)
To be honest, I’m not sure...
CHARLIE:
(disgusted)
Oh, my god...you smoked crack with
some random stranger? Did
you...share a pipe?
Kate doesn’t answer. She doesn’t need to.
CHARLIE (CONT’D)
Ughhh...
(beat)
Just playing Devil’s advocate, but
maybe it’s the crack-smoking you
need help with and not the
drinking.
Kate gives Charlie a dirty look.
CHARLIE (CONT’D)
I’m just saying.
KATE:
The drinking led to the crack-
smoking. The drinking leads to
everything stupid I do.
(beat)
I mean...can you even remember the
last time we had sober sex?
Charlie begins to answer, but then...goes blank. He tries to
remember. And can’t.
CHARLIE:
We’ll chill out with the booze for
a while. We can just be wine-with-*
dinner people.
(beat)
How’s that sound?
26.
Kate and Charlie joyfully ride BICYCLES home from the bar.
CHARLIE:
Maybe you should go to, uh... one
of those meetings. They have ‘em
over there.
Charlie gestures to a
BUILDING (could be a church or different type of building
where AA meets).
Kate LAUGHS.
KATE:
Yeah, right.
CHARLIE:
Remember when I was sh*t-faced and
took that Q & A pamphlet from
there?
KATE:
(laughs)
Holy sh*t! And we answered “yes” to
like every question and at the end
it was like, “If you answered ‘yes’
to any of these you’re an
alcoholic!”
CHARLIE:
Yeah...
(nostalgic)
...that was fun, wasn’t it?
Kate smiles and nods.
CHARLIE (CONT’D)
Hey --
Charlie gestures to the street.
CHARLIE (CONT’D)
-- look out for that crack!
Kate looks down but sees nothing.
KATE:
What crack?
27.
CHARLIE:
Oh, sorry -- I thought there was a
crack there...
(grins)
...but you must have smoked it last
night.
Kate rolls her eyes -- and then jokingly swerves towards
Charlie, trying to knock him over. He LAUGHS and speeds away.
Kate chases after him.
INT. KATE & CHARLIE’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - LATER 20
While an old 70’s R & B song plays on a RECORD PLAYER, which
is next to STACKS AND STACKS OF RECORDS -
-- Kate and Charlie drunkenly slow dance, drink WINE, and *
LAUGH at an AA PAMPHLET.
CHARLIE:
“Have you missed days of work or
school because of drinking?”
KATE:
Absolutely.
CHARLIE:
“Do you envy people who can drink
without getting into trouble?”
KATE:
Envy isn’t exactly the right
word...
CHARLIE:
“Do you have ‘blackouts’?”
KATE:
Yeah, but who doesn’t?
CHARLIE:
“Has your drinking caused trouble
at home?”
KATE:
No! We’re great.
CHARLIE:
Yeah. Definitely. But we still had
a lot of “yes” answers.
(refers to pamphlet)
Yep...we still qualify as drunks.
28.
KATE:
I’m gonna go!
CHARLIE:
(disbelief)
Yeah, right.
KATE:
No -- I’m serious! I’m gonna go.
What time is it?
CHARLIE:
Eight.
Kate gets up.
KATE:
See ya.
CHARLIE:
(doesn’t believe her)
Uh-huh...
Kate takes a big sip of wine.
KATE:
(quite serious)
This is me:
going.Charlie LAUGHS -- he doesn’t buy it.
CHARLIE:
You’ve been boozing.
KATE:
So? You should come too!
Charlie LAUGHS.
CHARLIE:
Yeah, right. You can’t go to AA
wasted. It’s like a rule or
something.
KATE:
Oh, yeah? Watch me!
21 INT. MEETING HALL - NIGHT 21
An AA meeting is in progress.
An OLDER WOMAN stands at the podium sharing her story.
29.
The room is filled with -
-- different groups of PEOPLE, all of whom sit with their
“own group,” like a high school lunch room --but the people
are adults. There are distinct groups of -
-- “PRETTY WOMEN” -
-- “OBSESSIVELY TATTOOED PEOPLE” -
-- “BUSINESSMEN” -
-- and “HIPSTERS.”
As Kate -- who’s slightly confused -- enters the building, a
hip looking man -- DONOVAN, 30’s -- stops her, extending his
hand.
DONOVAN:
(whispers)
Hey, I'm Donovan. Welcome.
KATE:
Hi Donovan -- I’m Kate!
Donovan “shushes” Kate.
DONOVAN:
You must be a newcomer, huh?
KATE:
A what?
DONOVAN:
(whispers)
Um, I'm not really allowed to talk
to new chicks, but there are lots
of women here who can help you out.
KATE:
(confused)
Okay.
(beat)
Do I just sit wherever?
DONOVAN:
The meeting already started so just
try to find a spot anywhere.
Kate drunkenly stumbles to the back of the room, saying
things like “sorry” and “I like that jacket” as she takes a
seat next to two very CLEAN CUT WOMEN.
30.
As the woman at the podium continues to speak, the women next
to Kate quietly try to welcome her.
LILY *
Are you new?
KATE:
To this? Yeah. Why’s everyone
whispering?
SHANA *
It's hard, huh?
KATE:
I guess.
LILY *
Everything’s going to be fine.
You’re home.
Kate doesn't respond -- just looks around with the fear
anyone would have if they felt they had just accidentally
joined Jim Jones’ church.
LATER:
The room is COMPLETELY FULL -- with over ONE-HUNDRED PEOPLE.
The tattooed man stands at the podium.
TATTOO MAN:
Not to embarrass anyone, but so
that we may get to know you better
-is there anybody here in their
first thirty days of recovery?
Several PEOPLE scattered throughout the room stand up and
introduce themselves as alcoholics.
Kate stands up.
KATE:
I'm Kate. I...I'm...I guess I’m a
little drunk right now.
People burst into LAUGHTER.
KATE (CONT’D)
Do you want me to talk about my
childhood or something?
31.
TATTOO MAN:
(painfully polite)
You know, Kate, we actually ask
that you don’t share if you’ve had *
a drink or any mind-altering
substance in the past 24 hours.
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