A TEMPORARY SANITY
© John N. O'Brien 1999
FEATURE LENGTH SCREENPLAY
By
JOHN N. O'BRIEN
P.O. Box 277
Point Lookout, NY 11569
(516) 431-5447
SEQUENCE NO. 1
INT. DOMED FOOTBALL STADIUM-DAY
We SEE college cheer leading team surrounded by a large crowd of fans and HEAR a marching band playing a typical college routing tune. Colorful banners being waved by fans come into view and the band begins a cheer. The color orange dominates.
OVERHEAD VIEW-MUSIC CON'T.
Pan students and alumni while they partake in drinks and parties going on in the stadium seats. Several groups of young male college students drunkenly pursue a group of three smart looking girls going to their seats. Older alumni laugh at the spectacle. Others shake their heads in amazement. A security officer follows them all.
UNDER STANDS IN STADIUM-SUPERIMPOSE TITLES-MUSIC CON'T.
A young college couple are necking in a corner that is falsely secluded while spectators file through the door to the alumni club over which there is a large banner which says "WELCOME TO THE SUGAR BOWL". In the long and multiple lines for food vendors a very hot, young girl is in one line and two middle aged, pot-bellied men look at her longingly then acknowledge it to each other by shaking their heads as they purchase a large order of hot dogs, hamburgers and beer.
MOVING VIEW-INTO STADIUM, MARCHING BAND MUSIC FADES
POV of spectator walking in entrance corridor to stadium. We HEAR cheers going up from the large crowd.
PRESS BOX
Reporters are typing madly into word processors and speaking on the phones.
PAN SPECTATORS, CROWD NOISE INCREASES, TITLES END
POV spectator in seat on 50 yard line as a "wave" goes by.
SERIES OF SHOTS, GAMES GOES BY
Hard hitting, passing, whistles and several contested referee calls are obvious. Crowd is seen enjoying the celebration of the game. A lanky player in an orange and blue uniform with number 82 on it is injured and being attended to.
INSERT SCOREBOARD
Syracuse 26, Oklahoma, 31. Time left, 18 seconds.
POV ANNOUNCERS IN BOOTH (b.g. players come out of huddle)
PLAY-BY-PLAY(o.s.)
We have had a very hard fought game. These kids deserve allot of credit for a great game on this New Years Day.
COLOR (o.s.)
(feeling emotion)
I'll tell you, these Syracuse kids have been fighting back from some serious problems in this game. Down 31 to 7 and making a gigantic comeback. Syracuse personnel have been tapped, especially at the wide receiver position where, because of injuries, they're actually playing their fourth string receiver! Oklahoma is really going to test Syracuse's depth now.
PLAY-BY-PLAY (o.s.)
Well, John they have two possible plays to try to score in or go home. If that happens they'll only have the proud feeling of having played in the National Championship game--and losing.
COLOR (o.s.)
Not the greatest feeling Marv, let me tell ya.
FIELD LEVEL, OFFENSIVE TEAM HUDDLING
Offensive teams is a group of large players and as the huddle is forming the large right tackle, with the name BIGALOW on his back puts his finger through the face mask of the fourth- string wide receiver and pulls him close, this is REGGIE BONDS. Reggie is not as big as most of the players on the field, he is black and very good looking. He speaks like he's from New York and behaves in a cocky manner. He seems somewhat intimidated.
BIGALOW
If you don't catch this one I'll dip your mother in shit!
REGGIE
I got it, I got it. Just get away from me.
POV, ANNOUNCERS
PLAY-BY-PLAY (o.s.)
What do you think they're talking about John?
COLOR (o.s.)
Well Marv, Bigalow is telling Reggie Bonds to tuck it in and get out of bounds if he gets the ball because they need a touchdown on one of the next two plays or they'll lose this game. Bonds has had a history of juggling the ball, but he's their guy now so they're gonna give him every kind of support they can.
FIELD LEVEL-OFFENSIVE HUDDLE
BIGALOW
(intimidatingly)
Listen half-pint, you miss this and I'm going to kick your ass! We worked real hard for this and if you...
REGGIE
(interrupting)
OK peabrain, you worry about your job, keep those animals off Smitt and just maybe we'll win...unless that's too hard for the budding rocket scientist that you are.
The quarterback comes jogging from the sideline into the huddle. This is BILLY SMITT. He is tall, blonde, good looking and speaks with a midwest accent. He notices the dissension in the huddle and looks around.
BILLY
(strongly)
Alright, look you guys. We're all in this together. I don't want to hear any crap...you all got it?...Red Right 72, on three.
The teams claps hands and yells BREAK.
POV ANNOUNCERS
Huddle breaks up and teams moves to the line of scrimmage.
PLAY-BY-PLAY(o.s.)
Third down and ten to go, Syracuse on their own 45 yard line, eighteen seconds left on the clock, and SYRACUSE in desperate need of at least a first down. It's third down, but they'd go on fourth now anyway.
COLOR(o.s.)
I think the wild card in this may be Bonds. He's a little used senior who hasn't played at all in the last six games, but he's always worked hard and I'm sure he's been hoping for this moment.
REGGIE-FULL FACE
REGGIE
(to himself, scared)
Oh Shit!!
FIELD LEVEL-TEAMS
The ball is snapped and the quarterback fades back to pass. The field is like a battle field. We HEAR the sounds of grunting and hitting. The ball is thrown down field to Bonds, but behind him and as he is about to reach back and catch it he is hit very hard by a Defender on the opposing team which jars the ball out of Reggie's hands and into the defender's hands, but it is bobbled then dropped. We HEAR the crowd roar loudly.
FIELD LEVEL-SIDELINE
We SEE the Syracuse coach bending over and grimacing. There is allot of movement and tension obvious on the sideline.
FIELD LEVEL-DEFENDER AND BONDS
The defender gets up off the ground as the referee comes over to get the ball which lays next to Reggie. The defender is named CROKER. He is a big tough jock.
CROCKER
(leaning over Reggie)
Bonds, you're a real bimbo. If you could make this team so could my mother. You never even played.
REGGIE
(getting up)
Go to hell jerk!
CROKER
Next time you come out I'm gonna flatten your pretty face and take the ball away from you turkeys for good.
Crocker begins to walk away and Reggie obviously mad jumps up and follows him.
REGGIE
(very anxious)
Your mother could definitely make this team, what with all that practice swimming after Navy troop ships for a good time. She'd make a great mascot for your ball team. Your dad, he must be one heck of a guy.
Reggie holds his thumb and index finger about an inch apart right in front of Crocker's face. Crocker grabs Reggie and swings at him. Referee separates them.
REFEREE
OK boys, break it up. You both have a game to finish.
INSERT INSTANT REPLAY-SLOW MOTION
We SEE the ball thrown slightly behind Reggie and he dives back to grab it. The ball deflects off his outstretched hands and bounces off toward Crocker who drops the ball. The replay continues.
COLOR (o.s.)
That pass was not well thrown. They'll need a better pass this time or go home. Billy Smitt is a great quarterback and can do it though. He needs better protection from his line. Look Marv, Bigalow let his man through.
We see Bigalow being knocked down by the defensive lineman. Replay continues showing Reggie holding his fingers apart and taunting Crocker.
COLOR (o.s.)
What he's telling'em is that he was only an inch from catching that pass. That close...I'll tell ya Marv, allot of respect out there.
FIELD LEVEL-REGGIE AND CROCKER
CROCKER
(to Reggie)
Yeah, and I'm going to finish you off on the next play you wimp.
REGGIE
(losing control)
You're not doin' nothin' like that man, let me tell you a few things...
POV-ANNOUNCERS
PLAY-BY-PLAY(o.s.)
Those two are really going after each other, John.
COLOR(o.s.)
Not really, these guys have a tremendous amount of respect for each other. They both got here the hard way. Besides, neither of them wants to fire-up the other. Crocker is a well respected defensive back who's a pro prospect and trying hard to make the pros as a high draft choice. He's a senior and he's stopped every Syracuse receiver so far. Heck he's been stopping receivers all season long.
FIELD LEVEL-CROCKER AND REGGIE
As the two head back for their respective huddles.
CROCKER
(loudly)
Bonds, they say you slid along all the way you lazy bum. I know it and you know it. I'm gonna creams your pretty face.
REGGIE
(determined)
You been playing too long with no helmet Crocker. You ain't gonna touch me. Hey you know you're goin' have to pass drivers ed class to get out of school. Class, you ever even heard that word before?
Crocker starts after Reggie, but Referee pushes Crocker towards his huddle.
REFEREE
All right, get back to your huddles, we got a game to finish.
FIELD LEVEL-REGGIE WALKING TOWARD OFFENSIVE HUDDLE
Reggie is walking toward huddle when Billy comes out to meet him away from the huddle.
BILLY
Reggie, you're our last hope. Simms just pulled a hamstring so you're the only wide receiver we have. He'll stay in as a decoy, they should be all over him and leave you alone, but you're they only one who can win this game.
Reggie looks helplessly at the offensive huddle where Simms, the other wide receiver, is trying to hide his pain.
REGGIE
Oh Shit!
Billy grabs Reggie by the arm and locks eyes with him.
BILLY
(passionately)
Forget those guys. They got us here, but its just you and me now. I'm really sorry I didn't get that pass off to you very well, but Bigalow's guy beat him. We have one play to do it in, ONE PLAY!
REGGIE
Bigalow got beat???
BILLY
Yeah.
Reggie smiles and shakes his head.
CLOSE ON BILLY AND REGGIE
BILLY
We haven't been too close, but we both worked hard. I want to win this game really bad. Are you with me?
Reggie looks at Billy. He suddenly looks inspired and nods confidently. Their eyes embrace in a look of mutual commitment. They both smile at each other.
BILLY
So let's go.
FIELD LEVEL-OFFENSIVE HUDDLE
BIGALOW
(sarcasticly to Reggie)
Nice catch.
REGGIE
Nicer block.
Bigalow looks at his feet.
BILLY
Fly right, red 99, on three.
Billy looks at Bigalow then around the huddle.
PAN AROUND HUDDLE AT THE FACES LOOKING AT BILLY
BILLY
This is it guys. The end of the road. I want this one so bad I can taste it. Give me time to get it off.
BIGALOW
(determined)
You got it.
BILLY
Let's go win this sucker.
All the players put their hands on Billy's in the center of the huddle.
BILLY
Ready...BREAK.
FIELD LEVEL-REGGIE AND CROCKER
Reggie runs out and lines up. He looks into the center of the field.
CROCKER
I'm really gonna enjoy this. I'm supposed to knock you on your ass then sit on you. You guys are losers.
BILLY (o.s.)
Hut One, Hut Two...
REGGIE
Wrong steroid brain. The only thing you're missing is a pair of electrodes on your neck.
CROCKER
Why you asshole!
BILLY (o.s.)
...Hut Three.
As the ball is snapped, Crocker goes after Reggie and tries to swing very aggressively at Reggie's head. Reggie ducks which causes Crocker to miss him and fall down. Reggie gets up more quickly than the Crocker and sprints down the field. We HEAR the crowd noise pick up.
POV ANNOUNCERS
COLOR (o.s.)
What a move by Bonds. He's free because he outsmarted Crocker. Great move at this point in the game.
FIELD LEVEL-MOVING WITH REGGIE
Two more defenders are running along side of Reggie when their feet become tangled and fall down. Reggie running along by himself puts both arms up and waves them.
FIELD LEVEL-BIGALOW-SLOW MOTION
We see Bigalow absolutely deck two linemen including the same lineman who beat him on the previous play.
POV ANNOUNCERS
PLAY-BY-PLAY (o.s.)
Bonds is streaking down the sideline and has beaten all three defensive backs covering him. What do you think John?
COLOR (o.s.)
Marv, there are two more of those Oklahoma guys in the end zone playing center field and the other Syracuse receiver hasn't even left the line of scrimmage. This is a real long shot for Syracuse now.
FIELD LEVEL-FROM BEHIND BILLY-SLOW MOTION
We HEAR Billy's heartbeat and nothing else. Billy sees Reggie downfield as he starts to cross the end zone waving his arms. Billy throws the ball as hard as he can, we HEAR him grunt, just as the defensive line converges on him. We SEE the ball in a perfect spiral as it arcs toward the end zone. We HEAR and SEE the crushing blows that put Billy on his back just after he releases the ball.
FIELD LEVEL-REGGIE AND TWO DEFENDERS-SLOW MOTION
We SEE Reggie jump into the air as the ball comes down to him. Just as it gets to him he is hit full force by both defenders. We HEAR the brutal nature of the collision. The ball is knocked straight up about ten feet into the air and Reggie falls on his back completely limp. Both defenders fall down and the ball comes back down bouncing on top of Reggie and nestling in the crook of his arm never touching the ground.
GROUND LEVEL-REGGIE FOREGROUND-REFEREE BACKGROUND
Reggie is completely unconscious with the ball resting on top of him. A referee runs over, looks closely at the ball in Reggie's arm, waits a moment and puts both arms up in the signal for a touchdown. We HEAR the crowd erupt.
POV ANNOUNCERS
PLAY-BY-PLAY (o.s.)
Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Bonds somehow managed to catch that ball. That catch was unbelievable!
COLOR (o.s.)
Yeah Marv, but he's really hurting. He took a pro-level hit by two guys at once and still managed to hold on for the score. Wow. Syracuse has won this game. How are they going to feel in Oklahoma?
The crowd begins to erupt on to the field and a celebration breaks out.
OVERHEAD VIEW-STANDS
The crowd is seen jumping up and down and celebrating wildly.
FIELD LEVEL-REGGIE AND MEDICAL ATTENDANTS
Medical attendants are putting smelling salts under Reggie's nose when he wakes up. He is helped to his feet by two large men who begin to carry him toward the locker rooms. As his head clears he realizes that the game is over and the crowd is cheering.
FIELD LEVEL-MOVING-REGGIE AND ATTENDANTS
REGGIE
What happened?
ATTENDANT
We won.
REGGIE
(reflecting, then totally surprised)
You mean I caught that?
(Cut to.)
LOCKER ROOM-REGGIE AND REPORTERS
Reggie is sitting on a table with his shirt off casually addressing a large group of reporters.
REGGIE
(smiling confidently)
I knew I had it ALL the way. I beat those guys and they know it. I could just feel it running down the sidelines. Just ask Crocker.
We HEAR the group of reporters calling "Mr. Bonds, Mr. Bonds" hoping to get Reggie's attention.
BIGALOW AND BILLY-ANGLE
Several players including Billy and Bigalow look on as Reggie continues his interview.
BIGALOW
(incredulous)
You believe this? Doesn't play in four years, milk's the scholarship, plays around like he's King Tut, he catches the ball while he's knocked out, we win the Championship--and they want to talk to him? Where's the justice?
Billy turns and smiles, then shakes his head.
REGGIE AND REPORTERS
REGGIE
I've been hoping to get drafted by some enlightened team like the Rams or Giants, but I feel I could contribute to any team.
Reporters call out again and Reggie nods at a good looking woman reporter.
REGGIE
Yes Darling?
REPORTER (o.s.)
Mr. Bonds, I just reviewed the replay and it appeared you were unconscious when you caught the ball, is that true?
REGGIE
(pauses then avoidingly)
I always play unconscious ma'am. I'm just that type of player. Its all natural. Ah, if you'll excuse me for a few minutes I'd like to spend some time with my fellow players. Remember, that's B-O-N-D-S, Reggie Bonds, make sure you get it right.
BIGALOW AND BILLY-ANGLE
BILLY
Man, is he something or what? I like him though (beat) even if I don't know why. He'll do alright.
Billy smiles and nods as the reporters rush over to him and start to pay allot of attention top him. He looks at Reggie walking toward his locker and waves. Reggie looks back warmly. Billy acknowledges him with a warm nod the gives him a thumbs up sign.
SEQUENCE NO. 2
ESTABLISHING SHOTS-WASHINGTON, DC
EXT. STATE DEPARTMENT-DAY-LATE WINTER
Man in a dark overcoat walks out of the building carrying a large manila envelope. Turns and walks determinedly down the street.
EXT. BAR IN D.C.-DAY
Man walks in.
INT. BAR-DAY
Man walks down bar and assumes a seat that is familiar to him. This is BARRY ALLIS. Barry is in his late-forties with light brown hair and medium build. He is wearing a grey suit. He calls to the bartender. This is JOE. Joe is dressed in black pants a formal shirt and a red bow tie.
BARRY
Joe. How you doin' today? Been Busy?
Joe walks into frame.
JOE
No. Just another day in Sin-City without enough sins. Gotta get going on those sins so start helping.
They both laugh.
JOE
What can I get you?
BARRY
Absolute on the rocks.
INSERT TELEVISION
A story about unrest in the Middle East is on. People are shown rioting.
COMMENTATOR
A mob of protesters demonstrated against the US today...
BARRY AND JOE
They both wince and the newstory continues in the background.
BARRY
Its getting pretty hairy over there. My bookie been in today?
JOE
Yeah, he was looking for you.(beat) You in any trouble with him?
Barry slugs down his drink quickly and makes a motion for another.
BARRY
(insecure smile)
No big deal. A few horses that died on their way to the finish line. I'd bet they're still running. At least I hope so. No matter, I've got a sure thing in the fourth race at Hollywood park.
JOE
(making another drink, concerned)
Look Barry, I think you'd bet on anything, you got a family and a real good job over at the State Department. There's this organization, Gamblers Anonymous, they'll really help you out. I was a helpless gambler once and they saved me. Why don't you take a chance?
BARRY
(abruptly)
Look! You worry about you and I'll worry about me!
Barry slugs down his second drink and begins to leave then stops.
BARRY
(reflecting)
You know, maybe you're right. I have a way to take care of my problem for now. But, look, as soon as I get done with this deal I'm doin' I'll be out of trouble and I'll meet with those people. GA instead of AA, maybe I could use both.
JOE
That's the first step...What are you up to now?
BARRY
I got this Arab guy who's paying me for some consulting. He came along at just the right time, you know, bills and commitments.
JOE
What's he asking about?
BARRY
Some stuff about Israel. Nothin' heavy. The Arabs have a legitimate right to investigate their security. He's a good guy looking into a civilian facility. Maybe he'll buy it.
JOE
Are you sure...
BARRY
(interrupting)
Look, I got to go, got a meeting. If you see my bookie, tell him to wait here, I'll have his money. Just give me one for the road.
Barry slugs down his third drink, grimaces, wipes his mouth, then walks briskly out of the bar clutching the manila envelope.
EXT. FINE RESTAURANT-DAY
Barry walks into the restaurant.
INT. RESTAURANT
Barry walks up to a Hostess at a stand.
BARRY
Hi. I'm Barry, I'm here to meet Mr. Karam.
HOSTESS
(looking at her records)
Yes, of course.
INT. RESTAURANT-MOVING-BARRY AND HOSTESS
There is a piano bar player singing in the background as Barry walks into the dining room behind the Hostess. Barry is shown to a table by the Hostess at which a well-dressed, handsome mid-eastern man in his early thirties sits waiting for Barry. This is ABDUL KARAM. Abdul is dressed in a black, formal looking suit and speaks with a mideast accent.
INT. RESTAURANT-BARRY AND ABDUL
ABDUL
Mr. Allis. So nice to see you. Madam, please get my friend whatever he would like.
BARRY
Absolute on the rocks.
The hostess nods and walks away.
BARRY
Sorry I'm late. I wanted to verify these plans to make sure they were up to date. I mean to earn my fee.
Abdul indicates that Barry should keep his voice down.
BARRY
(more quietly)
Handing Abdul the manila envelope.
Mr. Karam. I don't understand why you want these. They're security plans for an old Israeli desalination plant. Sure security is tight, but the only function of this plant is to make seawater into fresh water. It's just a small lab with a bunch of experimental equipment. It doesn't even work. They haven't produced fresh water after years of trying.
ABDUL
We only want to make sure that they do not come up with some form of desalination that could give them a big advantage in another war. You know that in our region any access to fresh water that is advantageous would help immensely. Besides, as you have found, these plans are nothing critical. I just do my small part for my country just like you.
INT. RESTAURANT
Hostess enters frame.
HOSTESS
Mr. Bets? Are you Mr. Barry Bets?
BARRY
(looking at Abdul, embarrassed)
That could be me.
HOSTESS
There's a phone call for Barry Bets. You can take it in the lobby.
BARRY
Thank you. That's a code name we use, but no one knew I was here. I'll be right back. (beat) No need for concern of course.
ABDUL
(curiously)
No problem.
As Barry gets up to take the call, Abdul empties a small vile of white powder into Barry's drink and shows a thin smile.
COIN PHONE IN LOBBY
BARRY
(to himself)
Mr. Bets, really, that jerk.
Barry picks up the phone.
Hello? Hello? Who's there?
We HEAR a click and then a dial tone suddenly comes on. Barry puts down the phone with a disgusted look on his face thinking that his bookie is trying to track him down.
BARRY
Shit, how'd he know I was here? I better get going.
INT. RESTAURANT-TABLE ABDUL
Barry sits back down at the table.
BARRY
(hurriedly)
Mr. Karam, please forgive me, I must go take care of an important matter.
ABDUL
(forgivingly)
Of course, I completely understand. You will finish your drink though won't you?
BARRY
(sitting down)
Yeah, sure.
ABDUL
I guess you'll want this.
Abdul hands Barry a white envelope which could be filled with money.
BARRY
(getting excited)
You don't know what this does for me Mr. Karam. Look I really must get going. I'll hear from you soon?...Is it the right amount?
ABDUL
Yes, Mr. Allis. As we agreed. I hope you have a pleasant evening and I'll call you soon.
Barry slugs his entire drink down and winces at the taste. He nods as he leaves and rushes out of the restaurant. Abdul sits back and smiles.
INT. BAR-NIGHT
Barry rushes in down to the same stool he was in earlier where a seedy looking man is sitting. Barry pushes the white envelope into the man's hands.
BARRY
Take it, it's the right amount, I feel like hell about this, but its yours.(beat) How'd you know where I was?
BOOKIE
What'd you mean?
BARRY
You tracked me down at my meeting in the restaurant, you called, you know for 'Mr. Bets', how'd you know where I was?
BOOKIE
I didn't track you down and I don't know what you're talking about.
BARRY
But you called, didn't you?
BOOKIE
No way. Besides, I carried you for a long time so a few minutes of waiting makes no difference. But I'm tired of you Allis, always touting your job and your status. You always owe me money, you're always out of luck. You're just a two bit hooker like them.
(cut to)
FROM BEHIND LOOKING OUT A PICTURE WINDOW
Bookie points out through the window at two hookers standing outside a large white limo.
INT. BAR
BOOKIE
(seriously)
Take my advice and stop betting. It better all be here cause I ain't takin' your bets any more so if its not you're in real trouble. But you better stop betting. I'm an expert and you're a sicky.
BARRY
(especially anxious and sweating)
Well I'm gonna change. Gamblers Anonymous. That's how. I'll do it--God I feel sick. (beat) I'll beat this gambling thing, I will--AHHH.
Barry clutches his chest and starts to fall into the Bookie's arms who tries to catch him. Barry starts to heave violently.
BOOKIE
(panicking)
Joe. Grab this guy. You know I can't stay here now. Oh, shit.
Joe jumps over the bar and grabs Barry.
JOE
(to a waitress)
Get on the phone and get an ambulance. Quick, he's really hurting, honey.
The Bookie moves across the street in a hurry an jumps into the white limo ordering that the driver and two hookers get in immediately. The car drives away with a screech.
(fade out)
INT. CAR-ABDUL-EARLY MORNING
Abdul enters the backseat of a limo and quickly opens a newspaper he has just purchased. He flips through the pages and then finds what he is apparently looking for. He gets to a certain page, smiles and stops.
ABDUL
Ah yes, perfect.
INSERT-CLOSE UP-HEADLINE
STATE DEPARTMENT AID DIES OF HEART ATTACK
INT. CAR-ABDUL
Abdul turns on the radio and hears.
NEWS ANNOUNCER
A high ranking State Department official died of an apparent heart attack at a local restaurant last night. Barry Allis was an emissary to the Israeli embassy and was well respected as a diplomat. He is survived by a wife and two children. Allis died of natural causes and will be buried today in a ceremony at Arlington Cemetery.
Abdul shuts off the radio and stares through his window. A look of great satisfaction comes to his face.
ABDUL
(speaking to himself)
These stupid Americans. It is so easy to find a weakness in their culture and exploit it. A simple gambler, a simple bookmaker, an untraceable drug and a simple plan. (beat) And I have exactly what they try most to protect--the means to destroy them all.
Abdul begins to laugh quietly. His laughter builds and builds until he is in demented, hysterical laughter.
SEQUENCE NO. 3
EXT. BANQUET HALL-EVENING
A large banner is hanging over the door of the hall which says "S.U. Athlete of the Year". Alumni and press people dressed in suits and ties are evident and we HEAR a barely audible speech being made.
INT. BANQUET HALL-BILLY AT PODIUM ENDING SPEECH
BILLY
It was really good coaching and hard work that got me here and made you think of me when considering who to give this prestigious award to. My father always said, make what you can out of whatever you do, I have done that with your help so I thank you for the greatest honor of my life, being named Athlete of the Year of this great University, but more importantly, the greatest experience of my life--bringing home the championship. I want to dedicate this trophy to my father who will always be my inspiration.
Crowd breaks into applause. Billy smiles, acknowledges the applause and turns the podium over to the MC while holding a trophy above his head. Strobes flash and reporters yell.
CLOSEUP AT DAIS-BILLY AND REGGIE
Billy motions that he does not wish to take questions. He sits down next to Reggie at the dias. We hear the MC begin to talk in a praising manner. MC is in background praising the coach and thanking everyone for coming.
REGGIE
(quietly)
Hey, for a guy from Iowa you're a real golden tongue. Who wrote that for you anyway?
BILLY
(embarrassed)
Hey, what do you means man? What's wrong with Iowa? You're from Brooklyn which is as bad as anywhere. Why do you ask who wrote it?
REGGIE
(surprised and sincerely)
Man, cool out. It's just that you were really good, I was just joking. Hey, I didn't mean...
BILLY
(confessing)
Actually, my roommate Willard wrote it for me last night. You think that was tacky to have someone else write it? I really didn't know what to say, its not a small thing you know, I...
REGGIE
Billy, Billy, stop man, if everybody who gave a speech had to write it, there'd never be a famous quote from a President.
(joking)
Besides, I know you're just a dumb Iowa jock.
(cut to.)
EXT. HOTEL-NIGHT-BILLY AND REGGIE-MOVING
Billy and Reggie are walking toward the parking lot.
BILLY
I really think that next year we'll win it again. It's a strong team. We'll all miss you--that crazy catch. What're you doing with yourself anyway?
REGGIE
I'm trying to get a job in New York City in my girlfriend's father's place. Its her old man's Wall Street firm. He liked the idea of having a well known jock working for him. Actually what I think he's mainly interested in is how well known I am to his daughter. Typical father. What're you doing for the summer?
BILLY
Willard's parents live in Westhampton Beach out on Long Island. They're going to Europe for the summer so Willard invited me to stay there. Willard got me a job as an instructor in the Windsurfing shop he manages every summer. I heard the Hamptons are a pretty wild place in the summer.
REGGIE
(stopping)
Way, way, way, wait. Let me get this straight. You are going to be a windsurfing instructor helping women in the Hamptons think they're athletic?
BILLY
(innocently)
Yeah, so?
REGGIE
(big smile)
Who's this Willard fella? This has got to be some cool dude. You'll have a field day just picking up his scraps and he'll own a bank by September.
BILLY
We're sharing all the profits. Give me a ride to the dorm and I'll introduce you to him.
EXT. PARKING LOT-NIGHT
Reggie walks up to a black Porche 911 and puts his key into the door. Billy looks in amazement.
BILLY
Where'd you get this?
REGGIE
(laughing)
I found an agent who actually thought I could play in the Pros after beating Crocker. I knew I'd never pass the physical, but he offered me a Porche to sign with him-so I did. He can't report me he wasn't even supposed to be talking to me. I like people like that.
BILLY
Why couldn't you pass?
REGGIE
Didn't want to. You kidding? Those animals would kill me. And all that work, rookie camp, two a day drills just to get cut? Besides, Crocker will be there. I never want to see that guy again.
Suddenly a thin small college student with horn rimmed glasses walks up to Billy. This is WILLARD BUTTS. Willard is the quintessential computer nerd.
WILLARD
Billy, you gave a great speech. I had to see it.
BILLY
Willard, I thought you had a big computer project to do? What are you doing here?
WILLARD
I finished and thought that I could come down. The computer security course I 'm taking isn't a hard course anyway. I think I could teach the course after the years of hacking I've put in. I just keep thinking that they'll come up with something new.
REGGIE
(amazed)
This is Willard?
BILLY
Yeah, Willard this is Reggie Bonds.
Reggie and Willard shake hands.
ANGLE-BILLY, REGGIE, WILLARD
Two very beautiful black women walk up to them. They are both dressed in tight pants and blouses. One walks up to Reggie and puts her hand on his shoulder. This is GINNY TEETON. Ginny is in her early twenties and is brimming over with confidence.
GINNY
You looked nice up there.
REGGIE
I know. How'd you know?
GINNY
I got some good news for you so I thought I'd stop studying for my final tomorrow and let you know.
REGGIE
What happened?
GINNY
My daddy said you can work with him. He's really looking forward to you being a top salesman!! Oh Reg, I'm so happy.
REGGIE
Alright!!!
Ginny and Reggie hug in joy about the job.
BILLY
Hey Reggie, what do you say we head over to Finnagan's for a celebration? I think some of the guys are going to be there.
REGGIE
Let's go babe, its party time!
GINNY
Oh Reg, I can't go. I have to study tonight, but you go ahead.
REGGIE
Oh come on babe. You're just about out and you already have a job.
GINNY
Yeah, but I want to be the best clothing designer in New York. I got to work tonight. Tomorrow's my design final.
REGGIE
Alright, I'll see you tomorrow after your test?
GINNY
Yeah tough guy, see you then.
Ginny and her friend walk away giggling.
REGGIE
Let's go!!!
(cut to)
INT. CAR-DRIVING-NIGHT
They are in Reggie's car driving. Billy is in the passenger seat and Willard is in the space behind the seats.
REGGIE
Hey Willard, I could use a little help in my computer security course. Final exam on Thursday. You give me a hand?
WILLARD
Sure. I could show you enough that you could pass the final while you're totally unconscious.
REGGIE
(dryly)
And he even comes with a sense of humor.
EXT. CAR-NIGHT
The car streaks along the highway and a the radio news report begins.
RADIO REPORTER (o.s.)
There has been an incident in the Mideast which may involve an attempt to influence the U.S. diplomatic community. The diplomatic core has released different scenarios where dangerous terrorists have been said to...
REGGIE
(to Willard)
Look man all that stuff will NEVER affect you. In the best interests of the things that actually are going on, I suggest we change to this...
Reggie pushes the button an the radio and a loud popular rock station plays. (MUSIC-"I'M A WINNER") They drive along.
REGGIE
Terrorists will never make my day.
The music becomes louder. They talk and laugh as they pull up to the bar where several others meet them. They all glow with good feelings.
SEQUENCE NO. 4
EXT. ISRAELI MILITARY SITE IN DESSERT-DAY
A old truck pulls up to the gate on a security fence around the building. An arabian looking man gets out of the truck and starts talking to a heavily armed guard at the gate.
GUARD
Stop right there old man. You are not supposed to be in this area.
MAN
My daughter, she is about to have a baby and there are complications. I need some help. You have a medical facility? A Doctor? Medication? I know you have these things and lives are at stake.
GUARD
You'll have to deal with it yourself, we can offer no help.
MAN
But she is my daughter. She and my grandchild may die. Please just look and see if you can help?
GUARD
(into radio)
A pregnant woman who's not doing well. I'm going to check it out.
EXT. TRUCK
A woman is writhing in pain on the front seat of the truck. The guard opens the gate and walks out to look more closely. As he walks to the side of the truck away from the building and leans to look closer the woman sprays a mist into the guards face and he instantly becomes unconscious. The unconscious guard is then dragged into the back of the truck.
INT. TRUCK
Three men begin what is clearly a well rehearsed procedure first taking the guard's security monitor off then removing his clothes.
EXT. TRUCK
A different man emerges from the truck in the guard's uniform and immediately starts walking toward the gate with his head down.
INT. SECURITY HEADQUARTERS
A guard is sitting in front of a television monitor watching the truck. He is talking to another guard.
FIRST GUARD
What is he doing out there? I wonder how that girl and baby are doing?
SECOND GUARD
I don't like it. Have him respond with his security code right now. Let's make sure he's OK.
FIRST GUARD
Red, Red, enter your security code now.
EXT. BUILDING
The guard outside reaches to his security transmitter and expertly enters a sequence of numbers. He quickly pulls a card from his shirt pocket and inserts it into a card reader then starts to punch numbers into the keypad on the card reader.
INT. SECURITY HEADQUARTERS
FIRST GUARD
That's him. The code matches. That truck is still there and he never said anything about the girl.
SECOND GUARD
I just don't like this. Get him on the radio.
There is suddenly a blackout in the room. Emergency lights turn on and after these several seconds of confusion the first guard looks at the monitor.
FIRST GUARD
Captain, he is not on the screen and now the truck is gone.
EXT. BUILDING-INSIDE GATE
The truck has pulled inside and three heavily armed terrorists spring from the truck and quickly set a plastic explosive on a heavy security door. They shield themselves and set off the charge. The door is destroyed.
INT. SECURITY HEADQUARTERS
SECOND GUARD
Sound the alarms. Now. Mobilize the guard force. Send out a help signal.
EXT. BUILDING-LARGE ANTENNA
The old arabian man is setting off a charge which topples the antenna.
EXT. BUILDING
The woman who was in the truck aims a small rocket launcher at a concrete bunker. The door to the bunker opens quickly and several guard start to leave the bunker when the woman fires a missile through the open door destroying the entire bunker and the guards.
INT. SECURITY HEADQUARTERS
FIRST GUARD
They've cut us off and done in the guard force.
SECOND GUARD
But they'll never get in here. This place is impregnable. Send out all secondary alarms and the message drone.
EXT. BUILDING
The woman aims a second rocket at a small bunker which houses a message drone. As the drone begins to emerge she expertly fires another missile which destroys the drone.
OUTSIDE SECURITY HEADQUARTERS
One of the terrorists is punching numbers into a security door keypad. The door springs open.
INT. SECURITY HEADQUARTERS
SECOND GUARD
They're inside the security perimeter. I don't understand. It's as if they have our entire security plan! It is like they are one of us.
The door to the room smashes open and the terrorists burst in behind sprays of machine gun fire. Both guards pull their pistols, but are killed instantly by the machine gun fire.
INT. BUILDING
The three terrorists inside use explosives to open a huge vault. The walk inside and go to one crate which is marked "danger-fissionable material-handle with care".
EXT. BUILDING
The arab man and the woman are assembling several sophisticated, motorized hanggliders. At the same time two terrorists distribute several explosive devices around the site.
All five of the raiding party strap themselves into the hanggliders. On one, which is clearly larger, the crate taken from the building is strapped into a preexisting holder.
The raiders then take each glider and with a running start take off. As they rise one of the terrorists flips a switch attached to his harness and the truck explodes, then the other charges which are distributed around the site are detonated. As they fly off, the whole sight can be seen exploding and burning. The largest hangglider is manned by an arab who is smiling...it is Abdul.
SEQUENCE NO. 5
EXT. BEACH-SUMMER-ESTABLISHING SHOTS HAMPTONS
(MUSIC-"NOT ENOUGH")
Windsurfing shots as lessons are being given. In the shop and then in the water as Billy gives lessons to several good looking women. Band is playing and drinks are flowing from a bar on the same beach. Sun looks hot. As the scene progresses Billy is dragging himself away from a woman and Willard is loading the equipment on top of a Suzuki jeep. Willard and Billy are in the jeep driving away from the beach. MUSIC fades as Willard and Billy begin to talk.
INT. JEEP-DAY
BILLY
Look, I'm not complaining about the money, it's great. It's just that it's getting tough to keep dealing with these women, they're all so aggressive.
WILLARD
I know, but you realize the business you're doing for us. This ad I placed really worked.
INSERT-WILLARD HOLDING A NEWSPAPER
In the ad Billy is standing holding a surfboard in a small bikini bathing suit. The title on the ad says- CAN I SHOW YOU HOW TO WINDSURF?
INT. JEEP-DAY
BILLY
Yeah, that's what got me in so much trouble. I sure hope my mother never sees that.
WILLARD
(smiling)
She won't... and she won't have to send you any money this year. A win-win situation, business at its best-I love it!
BILLY
You sure your last name isn't Iaocca?
EXT. JEEP ON MAIN STREET
As Billy makes a turn into an intersection and a large silver limo hits him. There is a small amount of damage. Out of the back seat of the limo Abdul steps out and Billy jumps out of the jeep. They meet next to the limo.
ABDUL
(anxiously)
I am so sorry. I guess my driver did not see you. Do you think there is a great deal of damage?
BILLY
Well, its a new car, we bought it for the business, even small things cost so much these days.
ABDUL
Perhaps we can work something out to keep this from being a real problem.
FROM BEHIND BILLY
The door to the limo is open and Billy suddenly notices a beautiful Arabian woman in traditional mideast dress staring at him. This CALANDRA KARAM. Calandra is looking at Billy's body then their eyes lock for a brief moment.
EXT. BETWEEN CARS
ABDUL
I would prefer to settle this between us. No one is hurt-is that correct?
Billy looks back in the limo at Calandra.
INT. LIMO CALANDRA
She is looking at him very intently.
CLS. CALANDRA-FACE
Her jaws drops open and she breaths deeply.
CLS. BILLY FACE
His head turns in a quizzical manner and he is totally entranced.
EXT. BETWEEN CARS
Abdul notices the two are engaged in s stare and slams the door shut.
INT. LIMO
CALANDRA moves closer an watches Billy through the one-way glass so that neither Billy nor Abdul see her. See is clearly entranced and staring at Billy.
EXT. BETWEEN CARS
ABDUL
(sternly)
Look sir. How much damage do you think there is?
BILLY
I don't know, maybe seven, eight hundred dollars.
ABDUL
Here is two thousand, take it and we can forget the whole thing.
WILLARD
(o.s.)
Take it. Take it.
ANGLE ON WILLARD INSIDE JEEP
WILLARD
(motioning)
Go ahead take it. Its a good deal.
ANGLE ON BILLY AND ABDUL
BILLY
(shaking his head)
You and your money Willard. OK, I'll take it. By the way what's your name?
ABDUL
(handing Billy the cash)
Let's just forget the whole thing.
POLICE OFFICER (o.s.)
Alright, what's going on here.
A plainclothes cop walks into the picture. He is in his mid- fifties and slightly overweight. This is MATT BRADY.
MATT
There's been an accident here, we got to get a report.
Abdul starts to look very apprehensive. He begins to reach into his pocket for something that may be a gun. Suddenly Willard jumps from the jeep and walks into the picture.
WILLARD
(trying to be convincing)
Don't worry officer. There wasn't any damage...that dent was there after I hit my garage last night.
MATT
(disbelievingly)
Are you sure son? We're always supposed to file a report.
WILLARD
Yeah, everything is fine, right?
He looks at everybody for agreement. They all nod although Billy appears reluctant. Hold.
MATT
Well alright, but lets get a move on, your blocking traffic.
Billy looks hesitant to leave as he tries hard to see through the window at Calandra. Willard hits him on the arm and motions him to leave. Billy looks back plaintifly at the limo window as he moves toward the jeep.
EXT. STREET
The cars drive off. As Matt gets to the side of the street he stops and writes down the license plate numbers then shakes his head.
MATT
(to himself)
I gotta check this out.