Unbreakable Page #5

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"Stadium Security"

This ritual goes on without a word.

CUT TO:

INT. MAIN STADIUM CORRIDOR - MORNING

David walks along the massive curved wall around the outer rim of the stadium. As

he passes the different walkways we get glimpses of the enormous and empty

sixty-thousand seat football stadium on the inside.

David stops at a door marked "PERSONNEL".

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INT. PERSONNEL OFFICE - MORNING

David knocks on the door as he steps into the cramped reception room to the

personnel office.

The SECRETARY, an ancient woman with thick flabby arms never stops typing and

never looks up as she talks.

ANCIENT SECRETARY

Yes?

DAVID:

Is Noel in?

ANCIENT SECRETARY

No sir he is not.

(beat)

I read about you in the

paper.

DAVID:

Oh.

ANCIENT SECRETARY

I was in an accident once

too. A horse almost trampled

me to death.

DAVID:

Wow.

ANCIENT SECRETARY

I had to put him down.

Beat.

DAVID:

That's a sad story.

(beat)

Do you think you could ask

Noel something for me?

The ancient secretary's right hand immediately picks up a pen and positions it

over a blank pad. Her left hand keeps typing. She never looks up.

ANCIENT SECRETARY

Proceed.

DAVID:

Ask if he can check how many

sick days I've taken since

I've worked here?

Beat.

ANCIENT SECRETARY

Is that the entire message?

DAVID:

Yes.

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EXT. STADIUM FIELD - AFTERNOON

Rain falls in sheets in the stadium.

David stands at the entrance to a tunnel that empties out onto the field. He

stands in an imposing dark green rain poncho and hood. The poncho almost touches

the ground. The word 'security' on the back has almost faded away. We can barely

see David's face under the hood.

There is a football game in progress on the enormous field. The players seem

unusually small. There is no one in the stands. About four hundred people are on

the sidelines of the field watching the players. A soggy limping banner stretched

behind them declares, "The Pennslvania Elementary School Championships."

David's eyes scan the tiny figures on the field. His eyes come rest on a surge of

activity on the sidelines. Beat.

David steps out into the rain.

CUT TO:

EXT. SIDELINES - AFTERNOON

A handful of red faced fathers are yelling at each other. They're in each other's

rain soaked faces. The scene feels on the verge of physical violence.

David and another security guard jog over. David steps in the middle of the tight

circle. The men stop yelling in the presence of stadium security. Everyone just

stands in the rain glaring at each other. Beat.

DAVID:

You know what I think about

to calm down? I think about

those big fat, hundred and

twenty pound turtles that

live in the islands. Those

suckers never get angry,

never get in fights and live

longer than all of us and

all they do all is sit on

the beach and hump other

turtles.

(beat)

Why don't we take a second

and think about the turtles?

Nobody moves. Rain washes over the agitated faces. A father breaks the moment.

FATHER:

Yeah Jerry why don't you

think about the fat ass

turtles... Like your fat ass

son on the field

jeopardizing the rest of our

chances at a f***ing

championship.

David tenses. Everyone looks to JERRY. A bald man who stands just a foot away.

Jerry nods to himself. Looks like he's going to say something. Instead he lunges

forward and smashes a HEADBUTT to the man who spoke to him.

David tackles Jerry hard and fast. He drives him into the ground.

Blood starts rushing out of the nose of the dazed father who took the headbutt.

The other fathers start yelling and pushing each other. The remaining security

guard calls on his walkie for assistance.

David keeps Jerry immobilized in a powerful arm and head lock that holds the

man's enraged face hard into the wet surface of the field.

David's eyes are not on Jerry. They gaze out onto the field where twenty two

elementary school boys have stopped playing and are standing frozen, helmets off,

rain washing over their faces. They watch in horror as their parents attack each

other on the sidelines.

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INT. EMPLOYEE LOCKER ROOM - LATE AFTERNOON

David is the last one left. He's showered and back in his street clothes. He sits

in the dimly lit room on the bench, lost in his thoughts when the door opens.

He turns to find a somewhat pregnant looking man with a tie step in. This is

NOEL.

DAVID:

Hey Noel.

Beat. He just stares.

NOEL:

Forty dollars.

David turns on the bench.

DAVID:

What?

NOEL:

You're getting a forty

dollar raise per week...

that's it.

Silence.

NOEL:

I checked. You were right.

You've never taken a sick

day.

(beat)

Five years, no sick days. I

get it. You want a raise.

You made your point.

The room is still. Beat.

NOEL:

All right fifty dollars and

that's the god damn limit.

(beat)

Are we done here?

Beat. David nods, "Yes."

CUT TO:

INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT

LIGHTS OUT.

David is wide awake in his bed. He glances over. Jeremy is in deep sleep next to

him.

CUT TO:

INT. GUEST ROOM - NIGHT

David knocks again quietly. The guest bedroom door opens.

Megan looks up at David. She's just woken up.

MEGAN(low voice)

Is Jeremy okay?

DAVID(low voice)

He's asleep.

MEGAN(low voice)

Oh.

Beat. They both stand awkwardly for a moment.

DAVID(low voice)

I wanted to ask you a

question. It'll sound

strange, but just think

about it for a second.

Megan nods, "Yes."

DAVID(low voice)

When's the last time I was

sick? You remember?

Megan tries to mask her reaction to the oddness of the question. Beat.

MEGAN(low voice)

I don't know. It's been a

while.

DAVID(low voice)

I haven't been sick this

year. I know that.

MEGAN(low voice)

Okay.

DAVID(low voice)

Do you remember me getting

sick?

MEGAN(low voice)

Not a specific day. What's

this about?

DAVID (low voice)

Megan, do you ever remember

me getting sick?

Beat.

DAVID(low voice)

In the three years we've

been in this house?... In

the old apartment?... Before

Jeremy was born?... Before

we were married?

Beat.

MEGAN(low voice)

...I can't remember.

DAVID(low voice)

That's strange isn't it? Not

remembering one fever... Or

a cold... Or a sore throat.

What do you think that

means?

MEGAN(low voice)

It means we're probably to

tired to remember.

David becomes quiet as he thinks. Beat.

MEGAN(low voice)

Is that what you wanted to

ask me?

DAVID(low voice)

Yes.

MEGAN(low voice)

Is there anything else you

wanted to ask me while I'm

up?...

MEGAN(low voice)

...When was the last time

you wore pink? When was the

last time you drank soup

standing up? Final call for

strange questions at two in

the morning.

DAVID(low voice)

No that's it.

David seems lost in his thoughts.

MEGAN(low voice)

Maybe you should go up.

Jeremy might see you're gone

and get frightened.

(beat)

The train thing, really

shook him up. He's scared

something's going to happen

to you. He doesn't want to

let you out of his sight.

David stares at Megan. Beat.

DAVID(low voice)

Yeah. I know.

There's silence for a bit.

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