The Tracey Fragments Page #2

Synopsis: Tracey Berkowitz, 15, a self-described normal girl, loses her 9-year old brother, Sonny. In flashbacks and fragments, we meet her overbearing parents and the sweet, clueless Sonny. We watch Tracey navigate high school, friendless, picked on and teased. She develops a thing for Billy Zero, a new student, imagining he's her boyfriend. We see the day she loses Sonny and we watch her try to find him. In bits and pieces, we see what leads up to her riding in the back of a city bus wrapped in a shower curtain. Coming of age, or just surviving?
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Bruce McDonald
Production: ThinkFilm
  6 wins & 9 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.2
Metacritic:
54
Rotten Tomatoes:
36%
R
Year:
2007
77 min
Website
447 Views


Tracey Zero-witz.

Forty below Zero-witz.

What the f*** was that?

You warm enough?

I'm okay.

'Cause there's going to be a blizzard.

I'm fine.

See, I'm looking for my, uh,

my younger brother, Sonny. He's nine.

-Sonny...nine? Yeah I know him.

I'll give you a ride.

-You know Sonny?

Yeah. I mean, I've seen him around.

I'll give you a ride.

Hey what's your name?

Tracey.

I'm Lance. From Toronto.

Cool.

Looking good.

Where's Sonny? I-I-I don't see Sonny.

You know a joint's high class when they've got entertainment.

-Hey. Hey.

-What the f*** are you lookin' at?

I'm going to stand on my head.

Because you're so beautiful.

You'd better be joking.

F*** you.

F*** you. We're just having a little fun.

I don't give a f***.

I'm going to break your mouth so it's lying

on the f***ing floor.F***in' cockroach.

-What do you want?

-I, um, a Cinzano.

-We only have beer. How many?

-One.

-Two bucks.

-He's paying. That guy. Right there.

What are you still doing here?

I want to.....

-You want to what?

-Stay, I guess.

It really isn't my fault.

I absolutely had to run away.

Yeah.

Like my dad, he's...he's always saying

that I exaggerate, you know.

He's always like, "Tracey, I don't know

what to believe and what not to believe."

I'm so f***ing cold. I'm f***ing...

Sonny...?

But how do you know what's real and what's not

when the whole life is inside your head?

We got a whole night at home.

Sonny...

We got more. We got more than we need to, okay?

Thanks a lot, man. Have a nice evening.

Tracy Berkowitz.

Tracey Zero-witz.

Forty below Zero-witz...

Below Zero-witz. Forty below Zero-witz.

Forty below Zero-witz...

Check this out. Tracey Berkowitz.

Billy Zero. And Teenage P*ssy.

My friends, we've got a brand new holy trinity here.

Ahem. Excuse me.

What?

I'm a customer.

If you buy something.

You know what actually?

I don't want to spend my money here anymore.

Because I have a boyfriend.

Not some convenience store loser.

How come beauty burns everything away so the rest of the whole world,

even me, disappears?

Yeah, well, he's going to be mince meat

by the time I get through with him.

Go easy on him Debbie. He's new.

Oh, he is not new.

Where'd you get that top, Debbie?

Haney mall, b*tches.

What you looking at, fag?

Okay, everyone:
hold the show.

Is that a he or is that a she?

I don't know. But it got no tits.

Tits are crucial, okay?

Like, at our school,

girls wear them around like medals.

You know, they all walk around

with their chests out all over school.

These big fat tits just floating around...

Get the f*** out.

...separate from the girls who wear them.

I love you, Tracey Berkowitz.

He said it, like, a million trillion times.

And he bought me presents.

Like this necklace, you know?

It's, like, made of titanium.

A million carats or what... it was really expensive.

Must've gotten lost.

Men buy girls panties,

Myra Bernie told me.

Girls in school like me,

unpopular girls,

girls with big tits, girls with regular tits,

and girls with no tits at all -

the men don't even care.

The panties just come out of a machine

like a chocolate bar.

The men take them home

and cuddle them like a little kitten.

She told me.

Myra Bernie.

Because her parents heard it at a party.

I don't care - I don't even like panties.

The word sickens me.

You're in my class, right?

Do we have a test today or whatever?

Okay, what the f*** is this?

No. See this does not work for me here,

alright? Its?

Where'd you get that, It? Huh?

Where'd you get that?

Nice try --trying to dress like us,

but it doesn't work, Its. Its. Its.

God! God! God! Arghhhh...

Raped. Murdered. Is that what you want?

Yeah.

Yeah what?

Yeah to rape. Yeah to murder.

What kind of psychiatrist is she going to?

That's it, you're grounded. One month.

Oh, come on.

-That's not fair.

-Who says life's fair?

It wouldn't kill you to stay inside.

Yeah. Yeah, it would actually.

What do we do with her?

Look what you're doing to Mommy.

Two months. Grounded.

Come on, that's ridiculous.

You can't just do that.

We just did it.

Do you remember in the news

when two retards had a kid?

Well, that was me.

Just kidding.

You know, you've got a lot of work to do.

Wh-what?

Is that the kind of crap your

psychiatrist is teaching you?

I want you to phone that b*tch. That is over.

We're not paying for that sh*t anymore.

We don't even pay for it.

-The frickin' government pays for it.

-That's it.

Three months. Grounded.

Yeah. Go watch your brother.

They never should've grounded me.

Now I have nothing.

Oh, f***ing hell. Look at the crow.

Oh.

I'm gonna get him.

Don't touch it.

Shhh.

I can't stop this burning in my eyes.

And I-I can't stop this burning under my skin.

'Cause ever since I saw him everything

became this fiery blur that I can't put out.

You put a smell on it , it's going to be a freak.

Ah f***, and all the other crows are going to kill it.

Okay, nobody's killing nobody.

F*** you.

Leave me alone you horn dog.

-F*** off, don't f***ing touch me.

-Come on. Alright.

Don't f***ing...

F*** off. Don't f***ing touch me...

Yeah, f*** you. Get the f*** outta here.

Hey, hey, hey.

Don't touch me. He's got my money.

He's got my money.

Don't f***ing touch me.

He's got my f***ing money. He's got my money.

-She didn't do anything...

-I've had a long day.

-It's this dirtbag...

-You know whay, man, go with her.

-She didn't even do anything...

-I'm just trying to help you out, man.

She didn't do anything.

Are you okay?

He took my money, man. He took my f***ing money.

Thank you. Thank you.

I love you. Thank you. Thank you.

No, no, no, look. Thank you.

Thank you, thank you, man.

Thank you so... I love you, man,

I love you thank you, thank you man......

Thank you! yes! Thank you......

When a horse falls, foam comes out of its mouth.

When it falls, the legs of the horse thrash

and the horse is no good, so somebody shoots it.

The horse turns into glue.

A machine puts the glue into bottles

and children squeeze the bottles to get

the glue out and stick bits of paper on to cards.

Glue gets on the children's hands

and the children eat the glue

and the children become the horse.

(...and her shitty mother.

Hmm, I betcha think it's pretty funny. )

(Yeah, betcha think it's really funny.)

(Betcha think it's funny. )

(Huh? Think it's funny? )

(God damn son of a - God damn...)

Sonny once had a mother

who loved him very much.

Where was his father?

That's not the point.

I went out with wild Eskimo hunters.

Shot a dog.

Did the dog die?

It died.

The mother of the baby died.

We rolled her over.

Found a baby underneath her body.

A baby?

A baby.

We didn't want to kill the baby,

so we-we strapped him onto the-

the bobsled and......

brought him home

to live with us.

Goodnight, sweetheart.

Sonny!

Sonny!

Sonny!

Sonny, wait!

Sonny......

Myra Bernie told me

if you swallow a boy's come

then a piece of the boy gets stuck inside of you.

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Maureen Medved

Maureen Medved is a Canadian writer and playwright. She is also an assistant professor at the University of British Columbia. She has been published in literary journals and magazines and has had her plays produced in Vancouver, British Columbia, Waterloo, Ontario and Toronto, Ontario. She wrote a screenplay based on her first novel The Tracey Fragments, which was made into a film of the same name directed by Bruce McDonald and starring Ellen Page. more…

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