The Lost Boys Page #6
- R
- Year:
- 1987
- 97 min
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SAM:
Oh... I was just... having a look
at your truck. What's all that
wood in there for?
GRANDPA:
Been fixin' to build me fence
one of these days. Bought all the
materials, then put it off...
for about ten years.
(sighs)
Well, one more day won't hurt.
Wanna go into town with me?
SAM:
Great. I wanna get some new comics.
A classic 1957 CHEVY in creampuff condition. Grandpa
takes down an old coffee can from the tool bench and
fishes out the car keys from inside.
GRANDPA:
Get in.
Sam slides into the car. Grandpa climbs in behind the
wheel.
64 INT. '57 CHEVY 64
Grandpa puts the key into the ignition and TURNS OVER the
ENGINE. It FIRED UP like a dream.
GRANDPA:
Got to let her warm up a bit.
Hear that, Sam? Just like a
baby pussycat.
(beat)
OKay?! Let's go to town!
So saying, he TURNS OFF the IGNTION. Sam looks baffled.
Grandpa climbs from the car and puts the keys back into
the coffee can. Then he turns to Sam who is still seated
inside the car.
GRANDPA:
Are we havin' fun or what?
SAM:
I thought we were goin' into town.
GRANDPA:
I hate goin' into town. That's
about as close to town as I like
to get.
65 INT. BACK PORCH 65
Michael, looking very drawn and wearing sunglasses,
stands before his barbells. He pumps them once, but
can't complete a second rep. Exhausted, he drops them
down.
Sam is there, looking through the refrigerator. Michael
enters from the service porch and plops down in a chair.
SAM:
What did you do last night? You
look wasted.
MICHAEL:
I can't remember much after the
Chinese food that looked like
maggots.
That takes care of Sam's appetite.
SAM:
You don't suppose Grandpa's an
alien, do you?
MICHAEL:
What would that make Mom?
SAM:
You're right... not even to
mention you and me.
Nanook comes up to Michael and begins to lick the bottoms
of his bare feet.
MICHAEL:
Beat it, Nanook.
Nanook continues to lick and lick.
MICHAEL:
Sam. Make him stop.
Sam pulls Nanook away. Then he takes a closer look at
Michael's feet.
SAM:
Did you spill something?
MICHAEL:
No. Why?
SAM:
The bottoms of your feet are
covered with salt.
Michael gets up from the table and starts to leave
the room.
MICHAEL:
I told you it was pretty weird
Chinese food.
SAM:
Wanna go to the comic book store?
MICHAEL:
No.
67 INT. COMIC BOOK STORE - DAY (LATER) 67
Sam parks his bike outside and enters. He begins looking
around, when he sees the Frog Brothers at work as usual.
They exchange glares and Sam goes to a section he likes.
ALAN:
How do you like Santa Carla?
SAM:
It's a pretty cool place if you're
a Martian.
EDGAR:
Or a vampire.
SAM:
Are you guys sniffing old
newsprint or something?
EDGAR:
You think you're cool, don't you?
You think you know what's really
happening, don't you? Well, you
don't know sh*t, buddy.
ALAN:
Yeah, you think we just work in a
comic book store for our dad, huh?
SAM:
This isn't a comic book store,
right. It's a bakery.
EDGAR:
This is just our cover. We're
dedicated to a higher purpose.
SAM:
Now I get it... you're like those
people in the airport trying to
get you to give them money.
You're part of a cult.
ALAN:
We're fighters for Truth, Justice,
and the American Way.
SAM:
You better get some fresh air.
EDGAR:
Hey, man, take this... It's on the
house.
He hands him a comic called Destroy All Vampires.
SAM:
I don't like horror comics.
ALAN:
Think of this more as a survival
manual... there's our number on
the back, and pray that you never
need to call us.
SAM:
I'm gonna pray that I never need
to call you.
68 EXT. VIDEO STORE - EVENING 68
Lucy emerged from the store just as Max drives up in his
sports car. His dog, THORN, an Irish Setter, is in the
seat next to him.
Max leaps from the car.
MAX:
Say hello to Thorn.
LUCY:
(pets him)
Hi, Thorn.
Lucy begins to walk. Max falls into step with her.
MAX:
You know, Lucy, this isn't working
out like I planned.
Lucy looks alarmed.
MAX:
(continuing)
I never get to see you.
(pause)
Which is, of course, why I hired
you in the first place.
(beat)
How about dinner one night this
week?
Lucy's expression tells us that she finds Max charming,
in an incorrigible sort of way.
LUCY:
You're cute, Max.
MAX:
I know. It's so 'Eighties.'
(opens her car
door for her)
It's the Cute Decade.
69 EXT. OUTSIDE THE CAVE/LOBBY - CLOSE ON MICHAEL'S EAR - 69
NIGHT:
As Star pierces it for him.
MICHAEL:
Ouch.
STAR:
Don't be a baby. That didn't hurt
and you know it.
A drop of blood appears on her finger. She reacts,
restraining herself from tasting it. Quickly she wipes
it off and inserts an earring in his ear. He looks more
like the Lost Boys every minute. The ocean CRASHES
against the rocks below them. The moon and stars are
out.
MICHAEL:
I wouldn't have given my Mom
such a hard time about moving
here if I'd known I was going to
meet you.
STAR:
I used to fight with my family
all the time... just got fed up
and ran away.
MICHAEL:
Now you and David...
STAR:
No. They've made me one of them,
but I miss my family.
MICHAEL:
Let's go see them.
STAR:
No... no, everything's different
now...
She gets up and walks toward the water. Michael stops
her and, pulling her toward him, kisses her, leaning
against the white rocks.
STAR:
... Michael...
Before she can say anything else he kisses her again.
The kiss becomes more passionate -- more intense.
SUDDENLY LONG DARK SHADOWS LOOM ACROSS THEM. They turn
to see David, Dwayne, Paul, Marko and Laddie watching.
DAVID:
Not interrupting anything, I hope.
Michael gets to his feet. He glares at David.
STAR:
(indicating Michael's
ear)
Look.
DAVID:
You're almost one of us now, Michael.
MICHAEL:
I'm my own man.
DAVID:
(smiles)
Get your bike. We're going
someplace.
Michael looks at Star.
DAVID:
Don't worry... she'll be here when
you get back.
Michael hesitates, but is also drawn intensely to be a
part of them. He leaves with the others as they climb
over the rocks toward their bikes. Laddie has remained
behind.
LADDIE:
I had the dream again about them.
STAR:
Who, Laddie?
LADDIE:
I know it was them, Star. I'm sure
of it. He was working in the yard --
hammering something. The yard was
big with lots of grass. There was
no boardwalk and no ocean. She
was bringing him something cold to
drink... and had red hair.
(beat)
I was there, too. And a dog -- but
I don't know its name. I was
running and the dog was chasing me.
Then I turned around and chased
the dog. They were watching me.
Drinking their cold drinks and
laughing. And I was laughing, too.
STAR:
Laddie... you can still remember.
You can still remember home.
LADDIE:
It was a dream, Star.
STAR:
No, Laddie. It was a memory.
The SOUNDS OF THE BIKES FIRING UP.
STAR:
You didn't tell David?
LADDIE:
No. Just you.
STAR:
Promise me you'll keep it that
way. You're not like the others,
Laddie. You're like me.
(pause)
I can still remember, too.
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