Suburbia
- R
- Year:
- 1996
- 121 min
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EXT. ESTABLISHING - BURNFIELD - DAY
Over the various images of Burnfield's strip malls and fast food
joints we hear GENE PITNEY singing.
GENE PITNEY (V.O.)
(singing)
"When your young and so in love as we
and bewildered by the world we see
why do people hurt us so
Only those in love know
What a town without pity can do
If we stop to gave upon a star
people talk about how bad we are
ours is not an easy age
we're like tigers in a cage
What a town without pity can do"
INT. JEFF'S ROOM - GARAGE - DAY
JEFF is talking on the telephone inside of his tent which is has
set up in his parents garage.
JEFF:
(into telephone)
Buff? Yeah, I'll see you down there later. I just gotta finish
some stuff I'm writing. Okay. 'Bye.
Jeff clicks over to the other line.
JEFF:
(into telephone)
SOOZE? Yeah, so did you tell him that we couldn't afford twenty
bucks a ticket and why didn't he put us on the comp list? No, no,
there's always a comp list. Alright. Well, so then, just get your
mother's car and maybe we'll all go do something. Yeah. I gotta
get off. Okay. 'Bye.
CUT TO:
BUFF is the one of the only people working. Pies are over cooking
in the oven and Buff is trying to punch out of work as soon as he
can.
BUFF:
(into telephone)
Hey, Frankie! Hey, what are you doing? Sleeping? What, at six
o'clock? Sleep when you are dead. Hey, man, I just got off work.
Why don't you meet me down at the corner. So? Put on some clothes
and come down, man, yeah. Yeah, yeah, I wanna see you, man.
Alright. Yeah. Hey, why don't you bring that pot you just bought?
What?! Yeah, f*** you man!
(to employee)
Later.
CUT TO:
INT. SOOZE'S HOUSE. BEDROOM - DAY
Sooze's room is covered with a wide variety of artwork, most of
which she as done. She hangs up the phone and walks down the
hallway towards her MOTHERS room. She stops in her mother's
doorway,
SOOZE:
I'm going out later.
SOOZE'S MOM
No car.
SOOZE:
The f*** not?
SOOZE'S MOM
You know the f*** not.
SOOZE:
F***.
SOOZE'S MOM
Don't swear it's impolite.
Sooze storms out of the room and back down the hall to her own
room. Sooze's mom is watching a shopping channel on the
television. We dolly into the television.
SHOPPING CHANNEL HOST
... suggest that you call immediately. We are truly thrilled to
bring you this next item and it's a Host Value Special. It's the
spiral relaxation lamp. I personally bought one of these for a
very good friend of mine and ended up falling in love with it, I
found myself mesmerized by watching the balls. That's why I
suggest that if you're going to buy one, that you buy maybe two
or three...
CUT TO:
INT. CIRCLE A CONVENIENCE STORE - NIGHT
Two POLICE OFFICERS (CHIP and GARY) are at the counter buying
cigarettes. Jeff is also inside shopping. The convenience store
worker, NAZEER, is watching a cops-like TV show.
TV REPORTER (V.O.)
It started with a traffic argument, escalated to the firing of a
legally carried handgun, ending with the death of the man it was
aimed at. GORDON RIEDHALE claimed he couldn't escape an attacker
who was punching him in the head. Concealed carry instructors
say, "It's that fear..."
CHIP:
Just depends on the filter capacity. What size is that pool?
GARY:
Fifty-five thousand.
(to Nazeer)
Marlboros, chief. Hard pack.
CHIP:
In that case you need a heavy-duty filter.
NAZEER:
Two-fifty.
GARY:
Two-fifty? They go up?
NAZEER:
Always two-fifty, my friend.
TV REPORTER (V.O.)
What that means is that every armed licensee faced with danger
must make a split second judgment call.
Gary places two-fifty on the counter and him and Chip walk back
to their patrol car. As they leave the parking lot they see TIM
sitting on the side of the building.
CHIP:
(to Tim)
Timmy-boy!
Tim makes a "smooth sailing" gesture with his hand. Buff roles
over to Tim on his roller blades. He sweeps off a piece of
concrete and places down a slice of pizza. Buff begins to play
hockey with two empty beer cans on the ground. He shoots one at
the dumpster and the other at Tim.
BUFF:
Peace! Ah, time's running out, three, two, one!
He shoots the beer can at Tim, barely missing him. Jeff walks up
from around the corner holding a package of cookies he just
bought. Nazeer is right behind him eating something.
BUFF (CONT'D)
Score! Yeah!
NAZEER:
Hey, hey, seven-twenty. Seven-twenty.
Jeff turns around.
JEFF:
What?
NAZEER:
Seven-twenty.
JEFF:
I gave it to you.
BUFF:
He paid you man.
NAZEER:
You owe me twenty cents. Come on, seven-twenty. Seven-twenty.
BUFF:
Yo! Your spitting rice all over us! God.
Jeff digs into his pockets.
JEFF:
Here's twenty-five cents.
Nazeer takes the money and walks away.
JEFF (CONT'D)
Guy should cut down on his caffeine intake.
BUFF:
Needs some pizza in his diet.
Buff is eating his slice of pizza and skating around the group.
TIM:
I don't think I like that guy's attitude at all. Hey, you know
what? Take off the blades. I mean it. I'm gonna break your
f***ing legs. Take 'em off.
BUFF:
You're fascist, man. Neofascist.
He sits down and begins to take of his blades.
TIM:
Buff, sit. You know what I mean though? Somebody ought to crack
that guy with a baseball bat.
JEFF:
Yeah, well, he's from a Third World country. He doesn't have it
easy.
TIM:
What? What the f*** do you know about the third world? You been
there? No? No, well, I have. F***ers live like sardines in a can
over there, you know. Everything stinks. It's true, there's no,
you know, law, no order. No nothing. The a**holes come over here,
they think it's gonna be the same.
JEFF:
Hey, he's a human being you can give him that much.
TIM:
Actually, the only thing I gotta give that guy is a one-way
ticket back to Greaseball-land.
JEFF:
Yeah, well, that pizza could feed a family of four in Turkey or
India or wherever the f*** he comes from.
BUFF:
Oh yeah? Oh, how'd you ship it over there, man? Federal Express?
Hm? By the time it got there it'd be way cold and coagulated.
Total waste. Cheese be stuck to the cardboard.
JEFF:
Buff, that slice is the difference between life and death for
some half-dead Bangladeshi.
BUFF:
Yo, your gettin' me all upset here.
JEFF:
You should get upset. Everyone should get upset. When, when
Hitler was greasing the Jews, people were saying, "Don't get me
upset. Your bumming me out." My duty as a human being is to be
pissed off. Jesus Christ, not that it makes a difference on the
first f***ing place. Nothing ever changes, man. Fifty years from
now we're all gonna be dead and there'll be new people standing
here drinking beer, eating pizza, bitching and moaning about the
price of Oreos, and they won't even know we were ever here. And
then fifty years after that those suckers will be dust and bones
and there'll be all these generations of suckers trying to figure
out what they're doing on this f***ing planet and they'll all be
full of sh*t. It's all so f***ing futile.
TIM:
If it's all so f***ing futile, what the f*** are you so f***ing
upset about, fuckhead?
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