Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2016 13:31:19 GMT
INT. LARA CHAMBERS’ APARTMENT – LOS ANGELES, CA – TUESDAY, JUNE 28, 2016 – NIGHT.
The small, humble abode of LARA CHAMBERS is dimly lit, with only a couple of lamps shedding light on the living room area.
TOMMY QUINN is standing in the kitchen, which is attached to the lounge in an open plan, compact fashion. Having taken Lara home following her episode in his car during a planned road trip, he’s sticking around to make sure she’s alright.
LARA CHAMBERS is in bed, resting up, so he’s busying himself with chores for her.
He’s currently working up a huge sweat; grunting, groaning and thrusting violently at the sink with a plunger, trying to unclog a blockage.
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING HALLWAY – OUTSIDE HER FRONT DOOR – CONTINUOUS.
Whistling to himself, BOBBY FLOYD appears, sauntering down the hallway looking for Lara’s apartment. He starts to knock, but pauses when he hears the noise.
Floyd looks shocked, but it doesn’t stop him knocking.
INT. APARTMENT – CONTINUOUS.
(Knocking on door)
Quinn stops what he’s doing and stares at the door.
He wipes his sweaty brow and downs the plunger, before answering the door. Bobby Floyd looks intrigued.
Floyd – confident and bullish as ever – lets himself into the apartment.
He points at the bedroom, looking coy. Quinn isn’t afforded time to respond before ‘The Bruiser’ barges into the bedroom.
INT. LARA CHAMBERS’ BEDROOM – CONTINUOUS.
LARA CHAMBERS is sprawled across her king size bed, wearing nothing at all, given the horrendous heat in the apartment.
She covers herself up with her duvet and clutches it close to her, visibly angered by the intrusion.
Quinn appears in the door frame, watching the discussion.
He eyes Tommy’s bald head.
Floyd grins and glances back towards Quinn, noting the sweat, before turning back to Lara.
‘The Bruiser’ looks impressed. He turns to Lara.
Beat.
Bobby cackles a little.
He heads for the exit, standing in front of Tommy.
Quinn looks a little confused, as Floyd exits.
INT. APARTMENT LIVING AREA – CONTINUOUS.
‘The Bruiser’ heads for the door, with Quinn closely behind him to see him out. The Don opens the door but before leaving, turns back to Tommy with a puzzled expression.
He uses his fingers as quotation marks.
Tommy shrugs, oblivious to it all.
Floyd looks surprised.
Bobby laughs again and shakes his head.
(Door closes).
Quinn turns back towards the kitchen sink, bemused by the conversation.
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS.
Bobby Floyd shakes his head, surprised by what he thinks he’s just seen.
END.
The small, humble abode of LARA CHAMBERS is dimly lit, with only a couple of lamps shedding light on the living room area.
TOMMY QUINN is standing in the kitchen, which is attached to the lounge in an open plan, compact fashion. Having taken Lara home following her episode in his car during a planned road trip, he’s sticking around to make sure she’s alright.
LARA CHAMBERS is in bed, resting up, so he’s busying himself with chores for her.
He’s currently working up a huge sweat; grunting, groaning and thrusting violently at the sink with a plunger, trying to unclog a blockage.
TOMMY
(To himself, gritted teeth)
Come on you fuck!
(To himself, gritted teeth)
Come on you fuck!
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INT. APARTMENT BUILDING HALLWAY – OUTSIDE HER FRONT DOOR – CONTINUOUS.
Whistling to himself, BOBBY FLOYD appears, sauntering down the hallway looking for Lara’s apartment. He starts to knock, but pauses when he hears the noise.
TOMMY (O.S – INSIDE APARTMENT)
(Grunting and groaning)
That’s it, baby – come to daddy.
I’m gonna clear that hole if it
kills me!
(Grunting and groaning)
That’s it, baby – come to daddy.
I’m gonna clear that hole if it
kills me!
Floyd looks shocked, but it doesn’t stop him knocking.
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INT. APARTMENT – CONTINUOUS.
(Knocking on door)
Quinn stops what he’s doing and stares at the door.
TOMMY
Shit.
Shit.
He wipes his sweaty brow and downs the plunger, before answering the door. Bobby Floyd looks intrigued.
BOBBY
Ah, cowboy! How’s it going?
TOMMY
(breathing heavily)
Good… Well, yeah. Just in the middle
of something. What’s up?
BOBBY
(raised eyebrows)
So I heard!
Ah, cowboy! How’s it going?
TOMMY
(breathing heavily)
Good… Well, yeah. Just in the middle
of something. What’s up?
BOBBY
(raised eyebrows)
So I heard!
Floyd – confident and bullish as ever – lets himself into the apartment.
BOBBY (Cont’d)
I hate to interrupt the fun, but I
felt that I had to check on my prize
fighter.
TOMMY
Now’s not really a good time, buddy.
BOBBY
(Waving Tommy down)
Relax, I’ll be quick and you can get
back to her. I take it she’s in here?
I hate to interrupt the fun, but I
felt that I had to check on my prize
fighter.
TOMMY
Now’s not really a good time, buddy.
BOBBY
(Waving Tommy down)
Relax, I’ll be quick and you can get
back to her. I take it she’s in here?
He points at the bedroom, looking coy. Quinn isn’t afforded time to respond before ‘The Bruiser’ barges into the bedroom.
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INT. LARA CHAMBERS’ BEDROOM – CONTINUOUS.
LARA CHAMBERS is sprawled across her king size bed, wearing nothing at all, given the horrendous heat in the apartment.
LARA
(Squealing)
Jesus!
(Squealing)
Jesus!
She covers herself up with her duvet and clutches it close to her, visibly angered by the intrusion.
BOBBY
(Huge grin)
My, oh my!
LARA
What the fuck, Bobby?! You ever
heard of knocking?
BOBBY
You ever heard of calling to let me
know you’re cancelling training plans?
(Huge grin)
My, oh my!
LARA
What the fuck, Bobby?! You ever
heard of knocking?
BOBBY
You ever heard of calling to let me
know you’re cancelling training plans?
Quinn appears in the door frame, watching the discussion.
BOBBY
(Pointing to Tommy)
Cowboy can take care of clearing your
holes any time he likes, but when you’re
on my watch, you need to be training.
TOMMY
(Interjecting)
What’s with the cowboy nickname?
BOBBY
(Turning to Tommy)
Well she hasn’t formally introduced us,
so what’re you gonna do? Kojak felt like
it’d be insensitive.
(Pointing to Tommy)
Cowboy can take care of clearing your
holes any time he likes, but when you’re
on my watch, you need to be training.
TOMMY
(Interjecting)
What’s with the cowboy nickname?
BOBBY
(Turning to Tommy)
Well she hasn’t formally introduced us,
so what’re you gonna do? Kojak felt like
it’d be insensitive.
He eyes Tommy’s bald head.
TOMMY
Just call me Tommy.
LARA
Can you guys maybe get to know each
other elsewhere? Like anywhere but my
fucking bedroom?
BOBBY
What happened tonight? Where were you?
LARA
(Looking exasperated)
Right here! I felt sick earlier so Tommy
took me home and he’s been taking care of me.
Just call me Tommy.
LARA
Can you guys maybe get to know each
other elsewhere? Like anywhere but my
fucking bedroom?
BOBBY
What happened tonight? Where were you?
LARA
(Looking exasperated)
Right here! I felt sick earlier so Tommy
took me home and he’s been taking care of me.
Floyd grins and glances back towards Quinn, noting the sweat, before turning back to Lara.
BOBBY
Yeah, I can see that. So, what;
you couldn’t call?
LARA
I’m sorry, it slipped my mind. I haven’t
left the bedroom since we got home.
BOBBY
(Turning to Tommy)
And you’ve been too busy taking care of
her to call, right?
TOMMY
(Shakes head)
If I’d known she had plans I’d have let
you know. I just got carried away busting
my balls on her plumbing.
Yeah, I can see that. So, what;
you couldn’t call?
LARA
I’m sorry, it slipped my mind. I haven’t
left the bedroom since we got home.
BOBBY
(Turning to Tommy)
And you’ve been too busy taking care of
her to call, right?
TOMMY
(Shakes head)
If I’d known she had plans I’d have let
you know. I just got carried away busting
my balls on her plumbing.
‘The Bruiser’ looks impressed. He turns to Lara.
BOBBY
Prefer the older ones, huh?
TOMMY
(Offended)
Hey! Watch it!
LARA
He knows how to take care of me.
He’s been fantastic.
BOBBY
(Nodding)
We’re like fine wine, us older gentlemen.
We get better with age, sweetheart.
Prefer the older ones, huh?
TOMMY
(Offended)
Hey! Watch it!
LARA
He knows how to take care of me.
He’s been fantastic.
BOBBY
(Nodding)
We’re like fine wine, us older gentlemen.
We get better with age, sweetheart.
Beat.
BOBBY (Cont’d)
Well, so long as you’re happy, that’s
all that matters, right? I’ll let you
two get back to it. You’re alright though?
LARA
(Nods)
Like I say, Tommy’s taking good care
of me. He’ll put the smile back on my
face in no time.
Well, so long as you’re happy, that’s
all that matters, right? I’ll let you
two get back to it. You’re alright though?
LARA
(Nods)
Like I say, Tommy’s taking good care
of me. He’ll put the smile back on my
face in no time.
Bobby cackles a little.
BOBBY
Alright, say no more. Call me when you
wanna reschedule.
Alright, say no more. Call me when you
wanna reschedule.
He heads for the exit, standing in front of Tommy.
BOBBY
(Quietly)
You old dog, you.
(Quietly)
You old dog, you.
Quinn looks a little confused, as Floyd exits.
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INT. APARTMENT LIVING AREA – CONTINUOUS.
‘The Bruiser’ heads for the door, with Quinn closely behind him to see him out. The Don opens the door but before leaving, turns back to Tommy with a puzzled expression.
BOBBY
I gotta ask; how did you do it?
TOMMY
(Confused)
Do what?
BOBBY
(Coy)
You know – how did you convince
her to let you…
I gotta ask; how did you do it?
TOMMY
(Confused)
Do what?
BOBBY
(Coy)
You know – how did you convince
her to let you…
He uses his fingers as quotation marks.
BOBBY (Cont’d)
“take care of her pipes”
“take care of her pipes”
Tommy shrugs, oblivious to it all.
TOMMY
They just needed some attention.
They’ve been ignored for a while
by the looks of things.
They just needed some attention.
They’ve been ignored for a while
by the looks of things.
Floyd looks surprised.
BOBBY
No kiddin’? I thought a chick like
that would get serviced regularly.
TOMMY
What’re you gonna do, huh? On the bright
side, it gives me one hell of a workout.
No complaints there.
No kiddin’? I thought a chick like
that would get serviced regularly.
TOMMY
What’re you gonna do, huh? On the bright
side, it gives me one hell of a workout.
No complaints there.
Bobby laughs again and shakes his head.
BOBBY
You’re a lucky man! Take care of yourself.
TOMMY
(Puzzled)
Alright… You too.
You’re a lucky man! Take care of yourself.
TOMMY
(Puzzled)
Alright… You too.
(Door closes).
Quinn turns back towards the kitchen sink, bemused by the conversation.
TOMMY
(To himself)
Strange old bastard.
(To himself)
Strange old bastard.
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INT. APARTMENT BUILDING HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS.
Bobby Floyd shakes his head, surprised by what he thinks he’s just seen.
BOBBY
(To himself)
Lucky old bastard.
(To himself)
Lucky old bastard.
END.
