The 15:17 to Paris Page #2

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You ever seen a real gun?

No. Not a for real one.

You've never been hunting?

No. I mean, black people

don't really hunt.

It's not like a thing we do

in our leisure time.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

SPENCER:
Come on, let's go

find Alek and play war.

You know what? I've got

an even better idea for war.

SPENCER:
Okay.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Hi, Alice, how...

Oh, well, it was probably just

some neighborhood kids.

Do you want me to send

Spencer over to help you...

You've gotta be kidding me.

- (PHONE BEEPS)

- (SIGHS)

- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

- (DOOR OPENS)

Jeez, Mom,

have you heard of knocking?

This is my house.

I don't need

your permission to enter.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I just hung up the phone

with Alice,

and she told me

that a skinny black kid

and a pasty white kid

just decorated her house

with toilet paper.

I'm sorry.

I didn't think

she could see us.

So that makes it okay?

You can do what you want as

long as you don't get caught?

No, Mom.

I didn't mean it that way.

I am mortified, Spencer.

Mortified!

What am I gonna tell

Anthony's father?

I don't think

you should tell...

No, you don't think.

The constant calls

from the principal, all the

trouble you've been causing,

it's too much.

It's too much, Spencer.

Mom, I'm sorry.

And it is getting harder

and harder to come in here,

because every time I do,

I just leave disappointed.

- Mom...

- Go to bed.

(SIGHS)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(SIGHS)

SPENCER:
Lord,

make me an instrument

of Your peace.

Where there is hatred,

let me sow love.

Where there is injury, pardon.

Where there is darkness,

light.

And where there is sadness,

joy.

For it is in giving

that we receive.

It is in pardoning

that we are pardoned.

And it is in dying that we

are born into eternal life.

Amen.

- (GUNSHOT)

- (PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(WOMAN WHIMPERING)

ANTHONY:
Spencer, go!

TEACHER:
FDR.

A man who did the right things

at the right times

to defuse dangerous situations

at extremely critical moments.

So if something were to happen

right now...

- (CLAPS)

- (ALL GASP)

Mmm-hmm.

Would you know what to do?

Would you know how to act?

Would you act?

(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)

All right. Don't forget.

Test tomorrow.

And read the book.

Do not say I didn't warn you.

I'm talking to you, you

and especially you.

ANTHONY:
Thanks, teach.

- Glad you boys enjoyed.

- We always do.

Were you ever able to find any

battle plans

from World War II?

Ah, you know what?

Printed these out last night.

That should hold you over

until tomorrow.

Oh, my gosh.

Dude, check that out!

- SPENCER:
Oh, yeah.

- This is awesome.

- Thank you so much.

- Dude, thank you.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Those boys.

- Attack! Attack! Attack!

- (TOY GUNS FIRING)

- (ANTHONY GRUNTS)

- Oh, crap.

(LAUGHING)

There's something

about war, man.

The brotherhood, the history.

In the trenches helping out.

Like your grandpa, I guess.

I wanna go to the prom.

You mean, like, with us?

No, man.

I mean, just in general.

We don't have it

at our school.

There's no prom here,

or homecoming.

I don't know.

No public school stuff.

Exactly.

So, are you gonna leave?

Yeah.

I mean, you guys are great,

but I need a girlfriend.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Well, we'll miss you, man.

Hey, I'll keep in touch.

I mean, someone's gotta

let you guys know

what it's like

to have a girlfriend.

(SPENCER SIGHS)

(FIRING TOY GUN)

ANTHONY:
Hey!

(LAUGHS)

SPENCER:

Maybe Anthony's right.

We should leave, too.

It sucks without him.

ALEK:
We don't have a choice.

We were lucky

to leave our last school.

Look, it sucks. But if we keep

our heads down, we'll be fine.

- (SCHOOL BELL RINGS)

- You've got to be kidding me.

We gotta go,

we're gonna be late.

We can't just spend

our lives in fear.

Guys, class. Now.

Class is right there.

We're on time.

We're talking back today?

But you're not in class,

are you, huh?

And I suppose either of you

don't have hall passes.

The two of you

need an escort? Move!

Move!

JOYCE:
No, they're not

problem children.

I don't understand

where this is coming from.

Did anyone get hurt?

No. No, Ms. Eskel,

no one has gotten hurt.

Yet. But I wouldn't

put it past them.

Is this a joke? You think our

boys would hurt someone?

(SIGHS) Ms. Skarlatos,

we know this is difficult,

but we think it would be

in your son's best interests

if he stayed with his father.

How dare you!

After all I do

for this school!

Coaching and volunteering.

You have no business.

No business!

We have consulted

with the Lord.

(GASPS)

You have no right.

No right butting in our lives!

The absurdity of it all.

(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)

Jesus. (SIGHS)

Come on, sweetie. Come on.

JOYCE:
Come on, Spencer.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

- Okay.

- SPENCER:
Wait!

ALEK:
This isn't goodbye.

Just a see you later.

HEIDI:
It's okay.

ALEK'S FATHER:
Ready?

Let's go.

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

Spencer.

(SIGHS)

I know this is gonna

be hard on you,

but it's a really

short flight to Oregon,

and you can go visit him

whenever you want.

I promise.

Okay?

Okay.

JOYCE:
Okay.

(JOYCE SIGHS)

ISABELLE:
What do you keep

looking at?

That guy's been in there

for, like, 10 minutes.

Ten minutes. Really?

Yeah. Yeah. I saw him go

in there with a suitcase.

A suitcase?

I don't know what he's doing.

Maybe he's changing

his clothes.

Maybe so.

I'm gonna go check it out.

- All right?

- Okay.

(SIGHS) Man, that guy's

been in there for a while.

Yeah, I noticed.

(BOTH STRUGGLING)

Get out of here, it's serious.

(MEN GRUNTING)

MARK:
I've got the gun.

So data analysis is really

where it all begins.

It's the basis for

any job you might have.

Even if you wanted

to work in, say,

middle management at Nike,

you'd have to have

some semblance

of knowledge of numbers

in order to gauge sales.

Mr. Skarlatos.

What about you?

What kind of work

are you interested in?

Uh...

I've always wanted

to join the military.

Okay, now, see,

even as it pertains to the

military, you'll need numbers.

Statistics, analysis,

troop movements,

supply chain logistics.

Any kind of real-world job

that any of you

might wanna have

is going to include numbers.

You're gonna need...

Hey, Stone, who are we

throwing daggers at?

Not throwing daggers.

Just thinking.

(SCOFFS) Don't hurt yourself.

Hey, that recruitment center

over there, uh,

what's all that about?

CAROLYN:
It's where people go

and sign up for the service.

What part of the service?

All of them. I think.

I don't think

they discriminate.

(DOOR OPENS)

SPENCER:
Hey, sir.

How are you doing?

Welcome to Jamba Juice.

What can I get for ya?

Uh, you know,

can I just get a smoothie

with strawberry and banana,

please? Nothing else.

- Yeah, no problem. One second.

- Thanks.

So if you don't

mind me asking,

what part of the service

are you with?

Oh, this here is

a Marine's uniform.

Oh, yeah, right.

Just double-checking.

So, if you could

do it all over again,

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