Social Animals Page #6
It is Groundhog Day! My
vagina is f***in' Bill Murray!
Aw, I love Bill Murray.
You're embarrassing yourself.
You know what? You've been
embarrassing me our entire marriage!
Jane, can I get you an ashtray? - No, it's
fine. - No? - Thank you, have a great bris.
Well, I have never
been to a bris before.
But this is great.
Zoe.
- Whoo.
Zoe, do you think
I can't see you?
Oh, I'm sorry, I just really
need my face in my hair right now.
You mean your
hair in your face?
I mean my hair
in my face, Paul.
Hi. - Hi.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm actually...
Are you kidding me?
I signed up for life
classes through Oprah,
because she does that
and then I got corn tortillas
instead of flour because I
heard that was better for you
and I, I...
F***, I'm doing awesome.
Okay, listen,
I'm really sorry, um...
I'm really sorry
about what happened.
I'm not sorry that
it happened. I just...
I suck at words.
I'm so much
better at mixed CDs.
Yeah, me, too.
I just, I REO Speedwagon
Can't Fight This Feeling.
Paul, you can't admit
to liking REO Speedwagon.
It's not even cool in an
ironic way like Tom Petty.
Yeah, Tom Petty is
not cool in any way.
What are you...
are you serious right now?
Tom Petty is not cool?
I can't, you know what?
No, I'm not doing this here.
I cannot argue with you about the
coolness of Tom Petty out in the open.
It's just way too intimate.
Then come inside.
- I'm not coming inside.
This is... I can't do this.
It's just...
He was an escort.
The guy I was with.
He was a what?
He was a prostitute.
He was a f***ing prostitute.
You paid someone?
You paid someone?
How much did they charge?
Why is there an
eviction notice on your door?
I don't know.
Zo, what's wrong?
I slept with Paul.
Paul of Paul and Jane?
I mean, it's okay, you know?
People f*** people.
I don't know how
this is my life, you know?
I worked so hard not
to be like my parents.
Not to be a failure.
I don't want to lose
everything that I have.
Okay, what do people in this
town love more than anything?
Tacos.
- More than tacos.
Music.
I have the bands,
you have a pretty vacant
space with your store.
I say we charge a cover
and... I don't know,
see what happens.
You think that would work?
I mean, we might
as well try, right?
CONCER SAVE EAST AUSTIN
Sir, you! Ma'am!
See this, Austin?
We can't find Nate.
- Nathan's missing.
Hey, did you pay a cover?
No, you can't sneak in here.
You need to go to the front
and you need to pay. - Zoe, Zoe, Zoe.
Hey! Relax.
This is going so great.
- I have someone at the door.
Oh, great. Yeah. - Wait, you
wanna take a shot with me?
No, and why don't
you slow your roll, okay?
I'm having fun,
Claire, loosen up.
This is going great.
Why don't we
get you some water?
Okay, you look
like a total mess.
Phew.
Nathan!
Come on, bud, Nate!
Did you find him?
- Yeah, Jane, I found him.
"Just decided to stand out here and
continue calling his name like a f***in" idiot.
I'm sorry!
- It's not your fault.
He does this all the
time, we'll find him.
Yes, it is, it's my fault.
Everything is f***ing my fault!
- It was the both of us. Nate!
You know, that I get
off work and I come here,
and I walk around the
block three or four times
before I even come inside?
- Why. Why you do that?
Because I can't
believe that I am this.
This wife, this mother,
it just doesn't seem real.
I never wanted to be
one of these f***ing people.
What people?
People who live just
to endure each other.
That's everyone we know.
That's marriage! - It's not!
You think...
You think I tried
to be a shitty wife?
No, I tried! I
tried to do my best!
I worked hard, I
took care of the bills,
I took care of the children.
I tried to be attracted to you.
Wait, what?
What do you... you tried to be
attracted... What does that even mean?
Recently, the thought of having
sex with you just repulses me.
Wow, this...
I'm just trying to
be honest for once.
Yeah, your honesty, it's just
another way for you to hurt people.
Look at our house, nothing fits!
You are buying furniture for
a house we don't even live in!
Nathan!
- Nathan!
Wo, found him!
Must be hard, being
this self-righteous.
You have no idea.
Thank you so much
for coming out tonight!
And giving a hands
up to Sailor Poon.
Look at these ladies.
And speaking of poon, let's
not forget why we're here.
So that our
poons can get waxed
by a local business
and not Laser Town,
which is basically the
Illuminati of pubic hair.
Now tonight, we're
gonna take back what's ours!
Let's take it to the streets!
Come on!
They can't break us.
Ohh!
Plexiglass, you gotta
be f***ing kidding me.
This just stupid...
Ohh!
Damn it! Stupid!
Ow! F***!
Ow! F***!
Thanks for bailing me out.
The covers paid
half and the other half...
I'll pay you back, I promise.
How, Zoe, how are
you gonna pay me back?
You don't have anything.
- Look, Claire, I'm sorry.
I was wasted,
I got out of control.
Your parents spent
their whole lives
running from
where you just were.
Wow, that was
a really low blow.
God, Zoe, you need to grow up!
Okay, so you didn't win at life,
you didn't get some grand f***ing prize,
no one does and no
one owes you anything.
And, I mean, forget winning,
because how you lose
is just as much a
part of who you are.
And no offense, but
you're kind of an a**hole.
You know what? Just
pay me back whenever.
What's up?
What, did you rob a bank?
I got my job back at Beer Land.
That's oddly stable of you.
I know that I
suck at relationships.
And I'm full of sh*t,
and I act like I'm
right about everything,
because I am so f***ing
scared to be wrong, all the time.
But you're my best friend
and I really, really do love you.
And I say that
out loud, like, never.
So...
I love you.
You're being totally
emo right now.
Yeah, I'm really trying to
get better at this emo stuff.
Feels good.
I caught Jim f***ing his office.
Like the wall?
No, the people.
And he didn't even invite you?
Oh.
You're invited.
Well, you can come to my
office f*** party anytime.
I can't believe our 5-year-old
needs to see a shrink.
You think he's okay?
He'll be fine.
He probably loves the attention.
I mean, do you
think he is okay?
Yes, I think he's fine.
Okay.
You know, I'm really sorry
about the whole prostitution thing.
It's not funny.
I mean, come on.
I didn't keep up.
Wow, I can't remember the
last time I've seen you laugh.
Oh, my God, that's depressing.
I know this sounds
f***ed up, but...
If we were gonna fail, I'm
really glad that I failed with you.
Good game.
Good game.
Oh, hey, buddy.
Hey, man.
- Hi.
Oh, look at you.
- Oh, hello.
Up on your knees.
- You look taller.
Look at that, he's okay?
No. Blow it out, Zoe.
Make a wish.
I wish I wasn't old.
- Like a viable wish.
I wish I were dead.
Or rich.
You know what I actually
wish? I wish I were British?
I think I'd be very
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