Unbreakable Page #10

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DAVID:

In under six seconds.

(beat)

I've heard.

David watches the cornerback being surrounded by kids. He's letting a couple of

the kids feel his flexed bicep.

DAVID:

I'm going to go in.

JEREMY:

Just play one set of downs.

I told them you were great.

DAVID:

Why'd you do that?

JEREMY:

Just one-

DAVID:

Jeremy.

(beat)

I'm going in. I have to do

some things.

JEREMY:

What things?

DAVID:

I'm going to work out.

JEREMY:

I'll help you.

DAVID:

There's nothing to do.

Jeremy turns back to the children and waves.

JEREMY(yells)

I can't play! I'm working

out with my dad!

Jeremy turns back to his father and takes his hand. David looks down at his son

who waits patiently.

CUT TO:

INT. BASEMENT - EARLY EVENING

The basement is dominated by storage boxes and Christmas decorations. An old

bench press and weights are in a cluttered corner.

David sits and turns at the end of the bench as Jeremy laboriously carries and

places fifteen a pound weight on the bar. David talks over his shoulder.

DAVID:

Why don't you rest now? I'll

take it from here. You've

been a big help.

Jeremy goes to the opposite side of the bar and starts to put on another weight.

JEREMY:

You think you could beat up

Mike Tyson? I mean before he

started wiggin out and

eating people's ears?

DAVID:

No.

JEREMY:

What if you worked out

everyday for six months? You

think you could beat him

then?

DAVID:

No.

JEREMY:

What if you only ate foods

that were good for you and

you worked out everyday for

a year?

Jeremy is breathing hard as he puts the safety collars on the barbell and comes

around to David's end of the bench. David lays back.

DAVID:

No.

David takes hold of the barbell. Beat. He takes a deep breath.

The weight comes off the armrests of the bench. David lowers it to his chest and

pushes it back up. He does just one more rep with serious strain. He puts the

weight back on the armrest and sits up.

DAVID:

How much did you put on

there?

David twists around and looks back at the barbell. He counts up the black metal

circles. He turns back to Jeremy.

DAVID:

You put too much. That's two

hundred and fifty pounds.

JEREMY:

How much can you lift?

David looks back at the weights.

DAVID:

That's the most I've ever

lifted.

(beat)

That could have been

dangerous Jeremy. Why don't

you go upstairs and let me

finish up?

Jeremy starts back to the barbell.

JEREMY:

I'll take it off. I'll help

you right.

He slips off the safety collar.

JEREMY:

You think you could have

beaten up Bruce Lee?

David hears the SOUND OF THE WEIGHTS SLIDING OFF THE BAR BEHIND HIM.

DAVID:

No.

JEREMY:

I mean if you knew karate?

DAVID:

No Jeremy.

JEREMY:

What if he wasn't aloud to

kick and you were really mad

at him?

Jeremy is breathing hard again as he finishes with the weights and comes around

to David.

David lays back.

DAVID:

No.

David takes hold of the bar. Lifts it off the armrest. Brings it down. His arms

are straining hard again. He raises it and lowers it two time; it takes a sizable

effort. The weights bang down onto the armrest.

David sits up.

DAVID:

How much did you take off?

JEREMY:

I lied.

Beat.

DAVID:

You added?

Jeremy nods, "Yes" slowly.

David turns completely around and looks at the barbell. He counts the black discs

on the steel bar. Beat.

Nobody says anything for a long time.

JEREMY(soft)

How much is it?

DAVID(soft)

Two hundred and seventy.

David just stares at the black steel circles on the metal bar. Jeremy comes and

sits on the bench next to his father. They both stare at the weight. Beat.

JEREMY(dead serious)

Let's put more.

Beat.

DAVID:

Okay.

CUT TO:

INT. BASEMENT - EARLY EVENING

David's fingers wrap around the cold metal of the bar. He leans his head forward

and looks to Jeremy.

DAVID:

Why don't you move back a

bit? Just to be safe.

Jeremy moves back to the bottom of the stairs leading up to the house. He waits.

Another deep breath as David heaves. The weight CLINKS as it comes off the arm

rest. David is full out straining now as he lowers and raises it. His arms begin

to tremble as he lifts it for the second time. BANG the weight lands back safely

onto the rest.

David sits up. He looks at his son whose eyes are wide. Beat.

JEREMY:

More?

Beat. David nods, "Yes."

CUT TO:

INT. BASEMENT - EARLY EVENING

An enormous amount of black discs sits on the bar. David's hands are gripping the

metal.

He talks to Jeremy who stands in his position at the bottom of the stairs without

looking at him.

DAVID:

You should never try

anything like this. You know

that right?

Jeremy nods, "Yes."

DAVID:

What do you do if something

happens?

JEREMY(soft)

Get mom.

David nods, "yes" before starting his deep breathing. He takes one last breath.

CLINK the weights comes off the rest. His arms are trembling immediately now. His

face is locked in a grimace as he brings the bar down to his chest and back up

again two times before dropping it onto the armrest.

He slowly sits up.

DAVID:

How many did you put on that

time?

JEREMY(soft)

All of it.

DAVID:

There's no more left?

Jeremy nods, "no" in a slight daze. Beat. David looks around his basement.

DAVID:

What else can we use?

CUT TO:

INT. BASEMENT - EARLY EVENING

A set of two unopened MAB satin finish paint cans are dangling by their metal

handles on the outside of each side of the weights.

The fours cans sway a little as the bar is heaved off of David's chest. His arms

are shaking hard. He raises the weight to it's apex and brings it down again. It

touches his chest and rises up again. David's red strained face exhales

powerfully as he straightens his arms.

The bar lands on the armrest with A CRASH. The paint cans make METAL SQUEAKS as

they swing to stillness, one at a time. Beat.

David sits up and turns back to the weights. His mouth moves as he calculates the

discs and the cans.

His lips stop moving. Beat.

JEREMY(soft)

How much is it?

David doesn't react.

JEREMY(soft)

How much is it dad?

It takes a second for David to register the question. He looks to his son. Beat.

DAVID(soft)

About three hundred and

forty.

David turns and looks at his son. Jeremy's mouth is slightly open. He gazes at

his dad. Awe in his tiny eyes.

CUT TO:

INT. BATHROOM - EVENING

David sits on the edge of the bathroom tub. He's just showered and wearing jeans

and a t-shirt. He sits still with his elbows resting on his knees, staring at the

white tiles of the floor.

THE PHONE RINGS.

David gets up and walks out of the bathroom. He picks up the phone and stands in

the bathroom doorway.

DAVID:

Yeah, hello.

WOMAN(on phone)

Is David Dunne there?

Beat.

DAVID:

Megan?

MEGAN(on phone)

Yes. Is this David?

DAVID:

Yeah? Megan where are you

calling from?

MEGAN(on phone)

My name is Megan Inverso. We

went to college together.

David looks at the phone. The lights for line ONE and line TWO are glowing RED.

David squints his eyes as he pieces together the situation. Beat.

He moves back into the bathroom. The cord stretches as he takes his seat on the

edge of the bathtub.

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