(Willie)
OK, I realize I just made a three line post, but I am excited. I also just posted a comment on Pam's suggestion. And now, as if this stuff didn't COST MONEY, here I am again.
Here are my scenes, as I see them:
1) Ignatius/Jeff, in his room, bent over the computer, the Eye is visible over his shoulder. His mother calls from somewhere else in the house.
(M's voice) JEFF, it's Lisa Fouche' on the telephone.
(J) OK, Mom, I'm coming.
(takes phone from mother) Oh, hi, Lisa. haven't heard from you in a while. No, I moved back in with my folks a while ago. It just seemed easier. Yeah, my father is slowing down some, too. Sorry to hear about your mother. Hunh? Yeah, sure, you can come here or we can meet somewhere. OK. OK. OK, fine.
(hangs up) I guess I should have called her when her mother died.
(M) Well, that's OK. What happened to her husband? Are you going out on a date? You know Jeff, she always liked you, but I don't think you should be committing adultery with her.
(J) (sarcastically) Thanks for the advice, Mom. If the opportunity comes up, I'll be sure to tell her you think that's a bad idea. We're just going to have a coke down at the Stupid Shop.
(M) The Stupid Shop?
(J) You know, they call it the snak hut now, but remember it used to be the Smart Shop and we always called it the Stupid Shop.
(M) I never knew any of that.
(Jeff goes back downstairs, sniffs his own armpits, changes his shirt, puts on a jacket- camera lingers on the JP label and the big white writing underneath SAMPLE.
(cut to other character)
2) The Stupid Shak and after
Horn honks and Jeff/Ig walks out of his parents' front door and gets into a volvo wagon with Lisa. They will go to the Stupid Shak and drink a coke, but their conversation is about how her mother has died, how she travels back and forth from Lexington to here to check on her father fairly often, how Jeff is not worried about being unemployed, how he doesn't mind living at home...Lisa is married and has two small boys, (car seats) but they are at their other grandparents with their father. Jeff gets a chance to tell a little about how he didn't really care about a college degree, etc. Then she takes him home.
(Sitting in her car)
(L) Wait, you mean Peterman like J Peterman? Remember when we both worked there that summer? You stayed on after that, didn't you? I went back to school.
(J) Yeah, I stayed for a couple of years, driving a forklift and thinking about writing my novel. Course I never did. Peterman was a good guy to work for. I'm glad to see him back on top.
(L) So this blog has something to do with Peterman's?
(J) Yeah, sort of. He sets out a topic each day and then this school of ravenous blog posters bat it around and then bite off chunks of it. It's a lot of fun.
(L) And what is it called? How does he make money with it?
(J) Peterman's eye. You should check it out. I don't know if he does.
(L) Can we get that with AOL?
(J) sure
(L) I'll try to do that sometime. You take care Jeff.
(J) You, too. Thanks
(gets out of car, walks into house)
3) Lisa at Jeff's parents' door. Gee Mrs. Miller. I'm SO sorry. I was in town to check on my father and I hadn't talked with Jeff since that day around Thanksgiving. I had no idea.
(She walks in)
(M)Well, Jeff had been diagnosed with ALS- you know Lou Gherig's disease and he knew he didn't have long. It happened yesterday and we are still figuring out what to do.
(L) I thought that took years, though.
(M) It does. In fact, it wasn't the ALS that killed him. It was his heart, but he knew his time was coming. I think the heart attack still took him by surprise, though. His computer was on and he was just slumped over his desk when we found him.
Can you help me with something?
(L) sure.
(She follows his mother downstairs and there is the computer still on)
(M) We don't know how to turn it off and I didn't want to damage anything. He was always talking about writing a novel, you know.
(L) I don't know much about them, either, but we have one.
(wiggles mouse and screensaver fades to Eye)
(M) What is that?
(L)Oh. He told me about this. This is a weblog that the J Peterman company has.
(M) A Web-o-log? Is that like a catalogue?
(L) No, it's more like a bulletin board. People post their ideas and opinions. It looks like the people on this one are looking for someone named Ignatius Katz
tbc
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
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