The Replacements Page #12

SHANE:

This week. But when that's all

over I'll be back here.

(shrugs)

I don't wanna lose my customers...

She watches him as she steps closer... so unlike thespoiled players she's used to.

ANNABELLE:

I was passing by on my way to work.

Thought you might need a ride.

SHANE:

I'm good. I got my truck back.

ANNABELLE:

How is it?

SHANE:

Flatter. But it runs.

ANNABELLE:

(laughs)

And how about you? How are yourunning after last night?

SHANE:

You heard about that?

ANNABELLE:

The whole town heard about that.

(gesturing to hisbruised face)

Is that from the game or the fight?

SHANE:

I'm not sure. It's all kind of

blurred into one big beating.

ANNABELLE:

That was a good thing you did.

SHANE:

(waving it away)

It was stupid.

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ANNABELLE:

Maybe. But you're the first player

I can remember who seems to care

more about his teammates than he

does himself. And that's something

this team has been missing for a

long time...

He nods his thanks. An awkward beat.

ANNABELLE:

Well... I should go...

SHANE:

Excuse me for not getting up...

it's just that...

(shrugs)

I can't get up.

ANNABELLE:

What?

She steps over onto the boat. And as she does we SWING

AROUND to reveal his back is a mass of ugly bruises.

ANNABELLE:

Oh, Jesus!

SHANE:

It looks worse than it feels.

ANNABELLE:

It looks like hell.

SHANE:

Oh... then it looks exactly like

it feels.

ANNABELLE:

Here...

She digs through her shoulder bag before pulling out atube of cream...

SHANE:

(reading the label)

'Wild yam'?

ANNABELLE:

Don't laugh, it works great for

sore muscles...

She opens it and rubs it between her hands...

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SHANE:

You don't have to do that...

ANNABELLE:

Shane, you can't even turn around.

Now this might be a little -

SHANE:

(jumping at her touch)

Cold!

ANNABELLE:

Sit still...

She rubs it across his back... over his bruised ribs and

shoulders... there's definitely something happening...

she finally finishes as he turns around best he can toface her. Annabelle looks a little flustered herself...

SHANE:

Thank you.

She's lost in his eyes for a beat before she remembers:

ANNABELLE:

Sh*t!

(checks her watch)

I'm gonna be late for work...

She picks up her bag...

SHANE:

You've got practice?

ANNABELLE:

I've got work. We only make fiftybucks a game. Gotta pay the bills,

right?

She throws her bag over her shoulder and starts for thedock.

ANNABELLE:

I work at Mac's down on A Street.

Stop in sometime. I'll buy you abeer.

SHANE:

I'll do that...

She stops and looks back with a smile before walking backtoward the parking lot. We STAY ON Shane's smile as

we -

DISSOLVE TO:

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99A OMITTED 99A

100 EXT. NEXTEL STADIUM - PARKING LOT - MORNING 100

Shane pulls up to the lot and parks his car. He looks

over to see Martel, Wilson, and the other strikers

glaring at him.

SHANE:

Come on, Martel. I didn't park in

your space...

MARTEL:

No, but unfortunately you parkedin Lamont's space. And he's not

nearly as lenient as I am.

Wilson laughs as he and the players grab Shane's car andflip it over onto its side. But this time...

JAMAL (O.S.)

You all put that car back.

Everybody turns to see Jamal and Andre standing there.

MARTEL:

This is none of your business...

ANDRE:

Shane's our business. We're the

guards.

JAMAL:

And we protect our quarterback.

Wilson, Martel, and the others all laugh at this.

points to Martel's gorgeous Porsche.

Jamal

JAMAL:

(to Martel)

That's your ride, ain't it?

Before Martel can even answer, Jamal pulls his NINEMILLIMETER. BOOM! BOOM! No more Porsche windshield.

All the regular Sentinels dive for cover.

MARTEL:

My windshield!

motherfu!-You

crazy

JAMAL:

Now put my man's car back.

LAMONT:

You sonofa -(

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Andre raises his GUN again. POW! No Porsche driver's

side window. Martel screams.

MARTEL:

Stop!!

He turns to his cowering teammates.

MARTEL:

Come on, help me, Godamnit!

The guys quickly pick up the car right side up again.

LAMONT:

(to Andre)

You are gonna pay for this...

JAMAL:

No I'm not. And quit messing withmy man here. That includes his

ride.

Jamal spins the nine and holsters it. Jamal and Andre

get on either side of Shane. They look at each other andthen quickly switch sides.

JAMAL:

Let's go to practice, Shane.

SHANE:

Let's do that.

Shane grins to his guards before nodding to the still-

shocked strikers as they walk off. Jamal looks to Shane

and sniffs.

JAMAL:

What's that smell?

SHANE:

Wild Yam.

ANDRE:

It's nice!

They head into the stadium as we hear:

PILACHOWSKI (V.O.)

... so if anyone does have anyfirearms, we need to turn those in

as soon as possible, no questionsasked...

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100A INT. LOCKER ROOM - SAME TIME 100A

The guys are sitting around for "chalk talk" as we FINDPilachowski waiting for a response. Nobody moves.

PILACHOWSKI:

Okay then! Coach?

McGinty walks back and forth before them as he speaks...

McGINTY

Last Sunday I saw 11 men on the

field playing as hard as they could

to win a football game. We lost,

not because of effort or desire,

but because of a lack of leadership

and a lack of trust.

They all look to each other...

McGINTY

One of those issues has been

resolved...

Shane shoots him a look before McGinty continues:

McGINTY

But leadership means nothing if a

team doesn't believe in each

other. Players spend years

together before they develop trust

in one another. And I'm asking you

to do it in one week. That's not a

reasonable request but these are

not reasonable times.

(pauses, sizing them

up)

Now, I know you all have concerns

about this Sunday. And it takes

a real man to admit to his fears.

But that's what I'm asking you to

be here tonight...

FRANKLIN:

(waving his hand)

I'm afraid of spiders!

McGINTY

Well, that's not exactly -

JAMAL:

Me too! I'm afraid of spiders,

too!

ANDRE:

Goddamn spiders creep me out, bro.

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McGINTY

I didn't mean -

FUMIKO:

Especially in your bed! Ever geta spider in your bed? Sh*t, man!

NIGEL:

Thanks a lot. You can just rockme to sleep tonight --

McGINTY

Okay! That's great, but that'snot what I'm talking about. I'm

talking about what scares us onthe field.

They look at each other, unsure, before...

FRANKLIN:

Like spiders on the field?

McGINTY

Let's try and get beyond spiders...

JAMAL:

Bees?

McGINTY

Jesus Christ! Is anybody hereafraid of anything other thanbugs?

A long beat before...

SHANE:

Quicksand.

They all turn to Shane. Franklin nods in agreement.

FRANKLIN:

Sh*t, yeah, quicksand is a scarymother! Suck you right in and ifyou scream you get all that muckin your --

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