Wild Hogs Page #24

(CONTINUES THROUGH THE FOLLOWING SCENES)

EXT. BACK OF POLICE STATION - LATER

Doug exits and looks around the corner of the building,

making sure the Hells Angels are still sleeping, then

starts walking towards a wooded park behind the town.

EXT. PARK - A MOMENT LATER

Doug walks through the park, looking depressed. He

passes through a small playground, and has a seat on a

bench. He watches all the children play, and his eyes

fall on four young boys happily riding their bicycles

together. They have cards in their spokes, making engine

sounds as they ride around having a great time together.

Doug smiles and watches them play together.

FADE OUT MUSIC CUE

BUD (O.C.)

Thought you might be out here.

Doug turns and sees BUD, the owner of the diner, Bud has

a seat next to him.

DOUG:

Hey, Bud. Look, I'm sorry we got your

town in all this trouble. This trip was

supposed to fix problems, not cause them.

BUD:

Well, maybe it's trying to and you just

won't let it.

DOUG:

What do you mean?

Bud smiles and looks out at the kids playing.

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BUD:

It's the funny thing about life. It has

to be an adventure to feel right. But

when you become a husband and a Dad, you

realize adventure is risk, and a family

man has no place in his life for risk.

Doug takes this in, then realizes.

DOUG:

You're right. That's why I stopped

singing Bon Jovi. Life used to be a

risk. That was old Doug. And now it's

gone. I've taken away all the risk.

BUD:

Yup. And if you try to make livin' too

safe, then it's not livin' at all.

DOUG:

It's not. And I have a will, now. So, I

only have so much livin' left. And

somehow I've lost the best part of it.

BUD:

Well, maybe these will help you find it.

Bud puts a styrofoam container on Doug's lap. Doug looks

into it.

DOUG:

These are worms.

BUD:

Yup. To fish with.

DOUG:

I don't get it.

BUD:

Friends that screw up. Angry bikers.

That's not something you should be

avoiding. That's something you need.

Doug takes this in.

DOUG:

What's that have to do with worms?

BUD:

Go down to the lake and find out.

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Bud smiles and walks off. Doug looks down at the worms,

considering...

EXT. LAKE - LATER

Doug walks up to the shore and sees Woody, trying to push

a canoe towards the water. Woody notices Doug.

WOODY:

Hey.

DOUG:

Hey. Going fishing?

WOODY:

Yup.

Woody gets the canoe to the water and looks back at Doug.

DOUG:

I've got worms.

(BEAT)

I mean, in here.

Doug holds up the styrofoam cup. Woody shrugs.

WOODY:

All right. Let's go.

Doug helps Woody shove the boat out into the water. They

both hop in as it floats away from the shore. They sit

there staring off in silence.

DOUG:

Um... Look, man. I'm sorry about

Claudia. And the job.

WOODY:

(STARING OFF)

Thanks.

DOUG:

But, you shouldn't have lied to us--

WOODY:

You know what? I screwed up! It

happens. Maybe from now on I'm better

off just doing things on my own!

Woody starts to get up, but then looks at the water

around him, and sits.

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DOUG:

You would have stormed off right then,

huh?

WOODY:

(DEFLATED)

Yeah.

Doug nods and looks out at the water. They sit there in

silence for another moment.

WOODY (CONT'D)

I didn't want to lose, Doug. I've lost

everything else and I didn't want to lose

this trip with you guys. When we're

together, it's like we're all college

kids still. I'm not a guy with a broken

marriage and failed career. I'm just

with my best friends, being happy. And

to keep it going, I forgot about what

made it so great... That friends never

let each other down. Until now. I

screwed up the last thing I had left.

You guys deserve better. I'm sorry--

Woody eyes water a little and he quickly turns away from

Doug. They sit there for another moment.

DOUG:

Well, what's the point of being in a

motorcycle gang if we can't ourselves in

a little trouble?

Woody looks back at him. Doug smiles a little bit.

DOUG (CONT'D)

It'll be okay, man.

Woody smiles a little as well.

WOODY:

They won't kill us, right? Just a...

really bad beating.

DOUG:

Yeah. We won't die. I don't think.

WOODY:

No way. And how much could a punch

really hurt? Not much, probably.

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DOUG:

Well, the good thing is we'll be able to

know for sure. That'll be cool.

WOODY:

Let's go find the Bob and Dudley.

Doug looks around the canoe for a paddle.

DOUG:

Did you bring the paddles?

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