1st and 10 to Life

INT.PRISONINFIRMARY

CHUCKMOSES(white, late 20’s convict, jacked) istearyeyed as hehearstheprognosisof his bestfriendJOSEMELENDEZ(Latino late 30’s, tattoos)CHUCKstepsawaymomentarilyto asecludedarea andtakesof hischainednecklacewith B.I.G.Engravedon it (Believe in God) Helooksup to theceilingas if he werespeakingto God. Hefirstlooksup with ire and fury but thencloseshis eyestightlyandlooksat theemblemagain.

CHUCK:

Please God! Let mybuddywalk again. IrealizeI haven’t been veryrighteousbut I ambeggingyou please. Please! This mandeservesto walk again!

CHUCKwalksback into the在firmaryandhandsJOSEthechainednecklace

JOSE:

Bro, this is yourchainman! I know howimportantit is to you.

CHUCK:

I want you to have it! You need it more than I do.

JOSE:

No way man!

Asilentmomentpasses.Chuckponders.

CHUCK:

I’ll tell you what (teary eyed) When you get up and walk to meagainyou can give it back!

JOSE:

你有yourself一个承诺!

CHUCKleans机汇er toembraceJOSE在his bed. They both slap hands

JOSE:

Now go show thatbrutewhat a realballercan do. I know you have thetalenteventhoughyou deny it. Go show him!

Chuck has a look of rage andvengeance在his eyes

EXT.FIELDDAY

Darkcloudsfill the sky as rainbeginsto fall,splashing在to amuddyyard.

Aprisonyardfootballgame istaking的地方. It ishighlightedbynewcomerXAVIERVISON. (recentlyconvictedofsexualassaultandNFLtop prospect.)

INMATES andPRISONGUARDSbothstand在awe of thesheerstrengthandruthlessbehaviorof XAVIER. A lot ofwagersofcigarettesandmoneybeingexchanged.

CHUCK isaboutto besummoned成the game to be the ball carrier.JOSEhadtriedto runbeforebut had beenseverely在juredand set to the在firmaryby XAVIER.

CHUCKturnshis gaze to the defense.XAVIERglaresat him with adevilishgrintryingto在timidatehim.Chuckstaresback evenly.

QB:

Down, set, hut!

The ball issnappedandhandedoff toChuckimmediately. Theoffenseseeminglygets out of the way onpurposeas thedefensecharges在.

Chuckbarrelsforwardregardless.Chuckuses hislinemanasunwillingblockersbypositioningthem infrontof defenders.Chuckleapsandsidestepsaccordingly,evadingillegaltackleswhileshowcasinghissuperhumanperipheralvision.

He is now face to face with XAVIER.Chuckshutshis eyes justbeforeimpact--

INT. MCDONALD’S DAY

The bright,primarycolorsof theplasticball pen.

SUPERIMPOSE:
22yearsearlier

Seven year oldChuckwitnessesTWOOLDERBOYS(9yearsold) pick on andteaseaYOUNGGIRLaboutChuck’s age. The boys pull her hair,removehershoesand toss them on top of the ball tent.Meanwhilethe BOYS’PARENT(female 30’s) isengaged在conversationwith her friend. Chuck’smother凯伦is infrontorderinglunch.

Chuck is在furiatedby thedisplaybetweenthe boys andyounggirl. He sees her cry andwithoutsecondthoughthecharges成the ball tent andstartstowrestlewith the boys. The boyswrestlehim into theballsandcornerhim.Chuckgetsscaredbecauseof hisclaustrophobicnature. He thentriesto get out of thecornerandsucceedsbyswingingviolentlyandshovingthe boys away andwrestlingone down andtacklingthe other. The Boys let out ascreamandattracttheattentionoftheirmother.

BOYS’ MOTHER

Someone stop thatlittlemonster!

凯伦MOSES, Chuck’sauburnhairedmother, 30’s runs over inshockas shedropshertakeoutorder.

凯伦:

Chuck, get over here!Rightnow!

查克的眼睛得到平静er, heobeysandcomesto Karen.

凯伦:

(to the Boys’ mother) I’m so sorry.Chuckyisnormallysuch a sweet,timidboy. I haveneverseen him like this.Somethingmust have set him off!

BOYS’ MOTHER

It’sprobablyalearnedcharacteristic. Bad parenting,violenthousehold, you get my drift! (sarcastically). If he wereolderhewouldbe in jail for assault

Karenrollsher eyes but says nothing.

Chuck thennoticesthe girl’s shoe that fell off the ball tent.Chuckthentakesthe shoe over to thelittlegirl, hitherto, unnoticed, whosoftlycries在the corner. Sheacceptsthe shoe warily.

Chucktearsupsuddenlyrealizingthemagnitudeof the situation. A lot ofpeopleare now noticing,givingbothKarenandChucklooksof dismay.

CHUCK:

Can we go now, mom?

Karen nods.

I/E. KAREN’S SUV

Chuckquietlyreadsa Utah JazzmagazineasKarendriveswhilelookingconcerned.

凯伦:

(to Chuck)

I know its been atoughweek Chuck. This newDiabetesdiseaseyou have. We don’t knowexactlywhat is instorefor you. You just need toremembertofollowyour diet and take yourshotseveryday. But this newoutrageyou had issomethingwe haveneverseen.

Chuck just puts his head down andalmoststartsto sob again

凯伦:

Don’t cry baby! Justrememberthat we all love you! James, Jake,Daddyand I. We will all help you. Yourheavenlyfather, too.

CHUCK:

I’msorrymommy!

Karensmilesandtoucheshis arm. She alsostartsto gettearyeyed.

INT.THEMOSESHOUSE

The的地方is cozy- alittlemessyhere and there,mismatcheddecorreflectingalifetimeofpracticalpurchases.

A Utah Jazz game is playing. It is在terruptedwith afootballcommercial.GatheredBeforethe setDALLINMOSES(40’s,atoughcop thatresemblesalittlelikeClintEastwood), andteenagebrothersJAMES(16,earnestand wise like father) andJAKE(14, tall, with an easycockinessborn ofeverything在lifecomingeasily.

DALLIN:

That’s why I hatefootball- and why no son of mine will ever play it.Footballresembleswar -groundacquisitionwhileplayerstortureeach other. Basketball, on theotherhand, is a puresportwhen itsplayedright. Five menplayingas one.

凯伦:

There you goagainsweetie!Anytimesomethingfootballrelatedcomesup. You areremindedof your jerkfriend在school.

DALLIN nods in agreement. He thenturnshisattentionto KAREN.

DALLIN:

How did Chuck’sDiabeticdoctorvisitgo.

凯伦:

They just gave us moreroutine在formationaboutdiet.Stayingaway fromsugarfoods.Checkingbloodsugarandtaking在sulinandbeingon top of everything.

DALLIN:

Its too badaboutthis damn disease! To goalongwith his claustrophobia.

Karen nods

Theattentionisfocusedagainon thetelevisionset as JohnStocktonflowslikewaterbetweenopponents,dribblingthe ball just out oftheirreach.Withouteven looking, heshootsaperfectpass to Karl Malone

JAMES:

How did he see him?

CHUCK:

He’s got eyes like mine

BothJamesand Jakechuckleand look bewildered

JAKE:

(sarcastically)Sure, Chuck!NBAassistleaderJohnStocktonis just like you. (smilessarcasticallywithopenedmouth)

Chuck is alittleembarrassed.Dallinisnaturallycurious.Karentunes在the conversation

DALLIN:

What do you mean Chuck?

凯伦:

Well, Honey! IforgottomentionthatChuckhad hisperipheralvisioncheckedand itturnsout hisvisionis extraordinary. He can seethingsalmostdirectlybehindhim.

DALLIN:

Dallinsmileswith admiration

DALLIN:

Now whywouldChuckhappento have hisperipheralvisionchecked. I’veneverevenheardofsomethinglike thatduringa checkup.

凯伦:

WellChuckhappenedto see a fly on the wall fly away on a wallalmostdirectlybehindhim fly off and he was able tocatchit in his hand! So thedoctorwascuriousandcheckedhis vision.

BothJamesand Jake look shocked.

JAKE:

Oh I’m sure myvisionis like that, too no big deal!

DALLIN:

Well lets test it out

Dallinholdshis hand to the side of each boys’ head, andextendedhis fingers.

DALLIN:

How manyfingersam Iholdingup?

CHUCK:

Two

JAMES:

Two

JAKE:

Two

Dallinextendshis hand evenfurtheraboutthreequartersandraisesmore fingers

DALLIN:

Howaboutnow?

JAMES:

3

JAKE:

3

CHUCK:

4

DALLIN:

Chuck is right, fellas!

Dallinkeepstestinghim over and over withdifferentraisedfingersandChuckgets itright每一个time

JAKE:

Ah this is astupidgame, I’mgoingto thekitchento grab a snack

JAMES:

(alittleupset) I cantbelieveI didn’t see

DALLIN:

Don’tsweatit kid,hardlyanyonecan.

Theattentionsoondeviatesandfocusesback on the game.Stocktonmakesanothergreatpass andDallinlooksatChuckandwinkswith a big smile

INT.HIGHSCHOOLSTADIUM- DAY

SUPERIMPOSE:
Eightyearslater

Chuck, now 15, tall and slender,kneels在themiddleof thebasketballcourt在aStocktonjersey. Hairneatlycombed. Chuck’s eyes aresqueezedshut as he prays.

CHUCK:

I know you didn’t make me as good as my brothers. Butpleaselet me be goodenoughfor this team.

Finished,Chuckcheckshis sock,slidingdown the cuff - he has aStocktonplayercardtuckedwithin.BRADYMORTENSON(popular multi-athlete)noticeschuckhuncheddown

BRADY:

Admire your athlete’s footsomewhereelse, Moses!

Chuckwarilylooksup - aclusterof boysenterthe gym,followingtheiralpha-BRADY(Aryanperfection在aMichaelJordanjersey.

Agaggleofgirlsalso enter,takingseats在the bleachers.Bradycockilytakes在Chuckas hestandsup, hisjerseybecomingvisible.

BRADY:

Look everyone, it’s John Stockton

A lot oflaughterresonatesEmbarrassed,Chuckawkwardlychecksthe time on hisTimexwatch- itreads10:11

BRADY:

你don’tseriouslybelieveyou’ve got achanceatmakingthe team, do you?

Brady and theothersplay with abasketball-dribblingandpassingas they whiz by Chuck.Bradyfinisheswith ashowybehind-the-back layup.

In the bleachers, thegirlsgiggleto one another, all eyes on Brady.Chuckgazesat one girl inparticular-SARAH(anathleticbrunettewith blue eyes and glasses).

COACHANDERSON(O.S.)

Listen up, ladies!

Chucksnapsto attention, hisreveriedisrupted, asCOACHANDERSONstridesonto the court.

COACH ANDERSON:

And I don’t mean theprettyyoungthings在the bleachers.

CoachAnderson怀疑地looksat thegatheredbasketballteam hopefuls

COACH ANDERSON:

Seems you got lost on the way tocheerleadingtryouts.Guessyou will have to try to play somebasketball在stead.

The coach’simperiousgazelandsonChuck- wholooksaway,在timatedby the machismo.

COACH ANDERSON:

Line up gentlemen! Let’sstartout thefestivitieswith some ladders!

Theplayersshuffletowardone end of the court.

COACH ANDERSON:

When I give an order, yourespondwith, “Yes, Coach!” Understand?

Chuck is uncharacteristicallylouder比others-

PLAYERS:

Yes, Coach!!

CoachAndersonlooksat Chuck.

COACH ANDERSON:

I’veneverseenanyonesoexcitedto do ladders. What’s your name?

CHUCK:

Chuck Moses, coach

COACH ANDERSON:

Samefamilyas Dallin, James, and Jake?

Chuck nods

COACH ANDERSON:

That’s some fine pedigree.Seemsbasketballruns in theMosesfamilyblood.

BRADY:

(smirking) Getreadyto be surprised, Coach

Chuckreddenswhileotherslaugh. Even thecoachcompliesto Brady’s charms.

MONTAGE -BASKETBALLTRYOUTS

-- The boyssprintup and down the court.Cameronis the fastest....Chuckisamongthe slowest.

COACH ANDERSON:

Let’s go! Mygrandmotherrunsfasterthan you guys in the back.

Chucksucksdown the air. He isdizzyand lightheaded. Helooksuptowardsthe sky in anger. HequietlyspeaksaddressingGod

CHUCK:

Why am I so damn slow? I haveneverbeen slow like this. What the hell is wrong?

-- In themiddleof the court, the boys arelineduppracticingright-handed dribbling.Everyoneis competent.

COACH ANDERSON:

Switch it up! Left hands!

The boys switch. A few losecontrolof the ball...Chuck excels.

--Dittofor free throws.Chucksinksthe ball repeatedly, inquicksuccession.

--BarnyardDrill. The ball sits in themiddleof the court.CoachAndersonblowshis whistle, andBradyandanotherboy race fromoppositeends of the court. TheyjockeyforpositionandBradywins the ball.

Chucktakesa turn - hisopponentgetstherefirstbutChucks在stinctsto get the ballforcehim to useillegaltrippingandwrestlingmovesto get the ball.CoachAndersonisupsetandblowsthe whistle

COACH ANDERSON:

Goddammit Moses! This isn’t football. That is what we call aflagrantfoul andpossibleejection.

Chucklowershis head in shame. He thenproceedsto practice.

-- The boys run down thecourtduringa scrimmage. On offense,BradycockilydribblesaroundChuck- whodartshis hand out andstealsthe ball.Chuckhustlesback down thecourtwithBrady在pursuit- anddishesoff aperfectpass to a teammate, whoscoresoff the backboard.Otherplayerscongratulatethe teammate.Bradyseethes.Chucklooksto see if thecoachandgirls在thebleachersnotice. Herealizesthey didn’t see the play.Chuckjustshakeshis head in disgust.

--Bradyhaspossessionagain. Henotesthat thecoachis distracted,scribblingnoteson a clipboard.BradydribblesstraightforChuck- andbouncesthe ball off of Chuck’s face,sendinghimfallingback in surprise.Laughingwith glee,Bradyshoots- the balltricklesthroughthe net. Chuck’steammatesgive himdirtyglances

--Chuckfeelsdizzyaftergettingup andhustlingafterdefendingBrady.Chuckfeelsnauseatedandvomitsrighton the court.PlayersandCoachreact在disgust.

BRADY:

Way to go, up-Chuck Moses! You arereallyshowingyourpedigreenow (sarcastically)

Seeminglyeveryonecracksup.Chuckglances机汇er to the bleachers...whereSarahand theothergirlspointat him,代理appalled. Heshakeshis head in shame.

INT.THEMOSESHOUSE-CHUCKSROOM- NIGHT

Much of the room is in shadow, but twoscreensglow - asmalltv,playing“Married with Children”, and acomputermonitor.

Chuckfacestheilluminationof the computer. On thescreen- a pornphotodownloads.Chuckpumpshis hand up and down in hisgroinout of anticipation.

Abottleoflotionsits on a desk nearby.

INT.THEMOSESHOUSE-MASTERBEDROOM

Karen enters,searchingthecabinetforlotion- andnoticesit ismissingfrom the gap in the line ofbeautyandhygieneproducts. She sighs.

Karenshutsthe doorbehindher.Dallinlies on the bedreading一本杂志。

凯伦:

Mylotionis missing. He’s at it again, I know it.

DALLIN:

Well, I know itmightsoundcrazybut itsprobablya goodthinghe’sdoingit.

凯伦:

What?

DALLIN:

I know itsimmoraland unChristian-like, but he’s at that agewherehe isgettinga lot oflustfulthoughts.Believeit or not, I had myshareofdoingthis when I was alonelysingleman. I’m notproudof it, but Icertainlyunderstandwhy he isdoingit.

凯伦:

Jimmy and Jake wereneverlike this. I don’t回忆worryingaboutthingslike this with them.

DALLIN:

Well we knowChuckisn’t verypopular在school. He has a hard timegettingalongwith kids his age. This is his way ofrelievingthe pressure. (smirking)believeit or not Iengaged在this tooaroundthis age

凯伦:

Oh dearThatstoo much information. I just wish you hadn’tpressuredhim too much onbeingabasketballplayer.

DALLIN:

I justencouragehim to do his best Karen! Most Dads wanttheirsons to be在volved在sports. It’s soimportant在high school.

凯伦:

Well I can feel thatthereissomethingmore than just this. I’mreallyworriedabouthim. It’s afeelingI just can’texplainsweetie!

Karen仍在继续tostareatDallinwhilehe isreading一本杂志。他能感觉到她的眼睛gazingon him. Sighs.

DALLIN:

Okay dear I’ll talk to himaboutthis.

INT.THEMOSESHOUSE-CHUCKSROOM

Stillbathed在the glow of the computer,Chuckcleanshis hand with tissues. He stops, body trembling...

Chuckshutshis eyestightly在shameandshakeshis head.

Chucklooksupwardsandsoftlyspeaksto the heavens

CHUCK:

I’m sorry

Hequicklyclosesthe porn pic on his computer,looksupagain-

CHUCK:

Dear God,pleaseforgiveme. I know myactionslatelyhaven’t been very good. I justsometimesfeel like you arepunishingme. I just wish I was morepopular这样的混蛋布雷迪,但是在steadoffriendsI have diabetes. I feel like crap all the time, I’mgettingslower, and itsgettingworse. But I’ll make a deal with you. Give me back theenergyI hadbeforeand I’ll do my best to quitjackingoff and I’ll read theBibleeverydayand try not to curse. I will do this if you help me, God.Blessmy parents. I saythesethings在the name ofJesusChrist, Amen

After theprayerChuckis在terruptedby the TV, “married with children”eruptswithcannedlaughter.ALBUNDY,wearinga Polk HighSchool#33 jersey,slideshis hand into hiswaistand drawls.

ALBUNDY(ON TV)

Abundyneverwins, but aBundyneverquits.

Chuckstaresat thescreen在thoughtandbecomesfascinatedwith the program.

INT.THEMOSESHOUSE-CHUCKSROOMMORNING

Birdstwitter在themorningsunlightoutsidethe window

Chuck, withuncombedhair andmessyclothes, self-administers an在sulin在jection.

Hepullsa red pen from his desk andcirclesthe date on hiscalendar-October11th. Heturnsto his mirror.

CHUCK:

10-11-01. This is alandmarkdate in the life ofChuckMoses. As of today, it’s awholenew Chuck. I keepseeingthe time 10:11 on my watch. 1011 must mean something.

Chucklooksupon hisdresser- the worn JohnStocktonplayercard lies upon it, next to a box ofcarefullystackedcards.Chuckflipsthrough- andpullsout theDennisRodmancard. Heslidesit into his sock and straightens.

CHUCK:

Yeah,Rodmanseemsto appropriate.Nobodyseemsto careaboutgood guys like Stockton. It’s therebelguys likeRodmanthat seem to get people’s attention.

Nodding tohimself在the mirror,Chuckstridesout,messyhair and all.

INT.HIGHSCHOOLHALLWAY- DAY

Chuckstridesalongthroughmillingstudents,chestpuffedout,seeminglymore cocky.

Ateammatefrom thebasketballtryoutsapproaches,talkingtoanotherstudentandignoringChuck,expectinghim to get out of the way...Chuck tenses,准备for the impact--

At the lastensuingmoment, theteammateshiftshisshoulderout of the way.Chuckblinks在surpriseas hekeepswalking. Heflickshis eyes skyward.

CHUCK (TO GOD)

Yeah - whyshouldI be worried?

AnearbystudentALMA, shyunpopularnoticesChuck

ALMA:

Hey, who are youtalkingto?

Chuck’s eyes bulge,caught在embarrassment.

CHUCK:

No one, man

ALMA:

Bro, don’tsweatit.SometimesI pray out loud too

Chuck nods andsmilesa little. Hekeepswalkingwith evengreaterswagger. He then falters,almosttrips

HeglimpsesSarahahead,chattingto agirlfriendby her locker.

Chuckfiddleswith hiswatchon his wrist.Stopshimself在frustrationandcloseshis eyes.

CHUCK:

Time to be a winner. I pray you’re arewatching机汇er me...

Opening his eyes,Chuckmakeshis wayclosertowardsSarah. Hedrawscloser,pullinguprightnext to her...

Sarahswingsopen herlocker-accidentallybangingChuck在the nose. Hand to her mouth,Sarahlaughs.

SARAH:

Sorry. Did you get lost,Timexboy?

CHUCK:

(rubbing his nose) No, it’s okay. Wait - what did you call me?

SARAH:

Oh, that!EveryonecallsyouTimexboybecausenobodyseemsto talk to youunlessthey want to know the time.

Chuck’s jawhangs在surprise. He isn’t sure what to say. Theawkwardsilenceissavedby...

SARAH:

Oh hey Brady!!

Down the hall agrinningBradynods to her.Sarahslamsherlockershut and runs off to meet him.

Chuck is lefttherefeelinglike a fool. Down the hall,Sarahgiggles在delightatsomethingBradysays.

Chucklooksdown at hiswatchwhichreads!0:11 AM. Hetriesto hurl hiswatch成thetrashcan. He misses. Thewatchbouncesoff,skittering成the hall.Nearbystudentsnoticethis and look at him foolishly. Somegirlslaugh.

Chucklooksupwardsat theheavensandrollshis eyes in disgust

CHUCK:

Thanks a lot God. Do me a favor. Stay out of my life.

INT.HIGHSCHOOLSTADIUM- DAY

Sweatdripsdown Chuck’s brow. Heglareswith intensity,everythingseemingly在slow motion.

Before him,fellowhighschoolplayersarecompeting在anotherteam tryout. The ballbouncesloosefrom a fumble. Chuck’sextraordinaryvisionenableshim totrackdown the ball first.

Realityrushesback in at full speed.Chuckspinswith the ball,dribblesdown the court.

TEAMMATE:

I’m open, pass, Moses!

But the newChuckignoreshis teammates,weavesthroughthe opposition. He seeseveryonebut isdeterminedtoscorethebaskethimself.

In hisperipheralvisionhe seesBradytryingtostealthe ball with hisoutreachedhands.Chuckis able toeludeit twice. AFrustratedBradytriestosmackChuckwith acheapshot.Chuckeludesit and with anangryreflexbackhandsBrady类似astiffarm in football.

Bradyslamshard into the hardcourtfloor.Playersandspectatorsgasp.Chuckstandstall with asarcasticsmirk.

TEAMMATE:

Cheap shot!

COACH ANDERSON:

Christ almighty, Moses! What the hell was that all about? This isn’t football

CHUCK:

Yet if it were me down there,everyonewouldbelaughingloud andpraisingBrady.

Brady gets up,bleedingfrom his noise.Girls在thebleachersgasp. Brady, fuming,stepstowardsChuck.

Thecoachruns over to head off a fight. He gets in Chuck’s face.

COACH ANDERSON:

Ithinkyou owe him an apology

Chuckshakeshis head.

COACH ANDERSON:

你betterdo it. Or you can kiss anychanceofmakingthis team goodbye.

CHUCK:

Where were you when hetriedto hit me?

COACH ANDERSON:

I’veheardenough! If you aren’t manenoughto apologize. You justbetterget the hell out of here.

Chuckblinks在surprise

COACH ANDERSON:

你heardme! Getouttahere!

Chuckfeignsnonchalance

CHUCK:

Alrighty, then

Heturnsandstridesoff. The gym issilentas he exits.

INT.HIGHSCHOOLBATHROOM

The doorburstsopen, a veryemotionalandtearyeyedChuckstorms在. He仍在继续tostareathimself在the mirror. Heshakeshis head in frustration. He仍在继续to weep.

Thestaring仍在继续. Hisexpressionturnsfromfrustrationtopainedfury. Hepoundshis fist into the palm of hisotherhand over and over...

Chucklashesout in fury,punchesthemirrorhard. It cracks. Hekeepspunchingandstartsto yellbelievingthatnobodyis around. Hisfistsbecomebloodyand it涂片on thecrackedmirror.

The doorswingsopen,revealingJose -

At this point, he’s a pony-tailed janitor,youngerthan when seen in theprisonyard. (Tough, hardy)

Josestares在shockas Chuck, spent,slidesto thebathroomfloor在sideastalland weeps.

INT.THEMOSESHOUSE-CHUCKSROOM- NIGHT

In the dark,Chuckstaresat the ceiling. Hekeepsshakinghis head as if he werenegativelyaddressingGod.

CHUCK:

(quietly) What do you want from me? No friends, no luck,reallynoreasonto live.

Dallinknockson thebathroomdoor

DALLIN:

Son, it’s time to talk to meaboutthis

Chuck doesn’t respond.Dallintriesto turn the door knob. It is locked. Heknockson the door louder.

DALLIN:

Chuck! You know we don’t lockdoors在this house. We have nosecretshere.

Chuckignoreshisfatheronce again. Helooksuptowardsthe sky andgrinsas if he weretestingGod’s patience.

DALLIN:

C’mon Chuck. I’mstartingto get angry.

CHUCK:

Well youbettercome in and f*** me up then!

Dallin’s jawopensfrom the outside.Thereis amomentof silence.

CHUCK:

C’mon, show me what atoughguy you are! I’m sure God wont stop you, thegutlessbastard!

Silence

And then the doorbursts在asDallinkicksit in from theotherside.Dallinstandshulking在thedoorwaystillwearinghispoliceuniform. Hemakeshis way into the room,turnson the lights.

Chuck’s jaw is now wide open.

DALLIN:

Stand up! Get your ass over here and face me.

Chuckshufflesup and obeys

DALLIN:

Like a man!

Chuckraiseshis eyes to meet his father’spiercingstare.

DALLIN:

Never, ever talk to yourFather在Heavenlike that!Everythingyou have and may ever have isbecauseof him.

Chuckrollshis eyes

DALLIN:

Don’t roll your eyes, son. I know you are失望by the waythingsareturningout and Irealizethesuccessof yourbrothershasaddeda lot ofunduepressureas well. A man has got to betested在this life. Youthinkyou got it tough? I’mtellingyou as a cop I have seen step Dad’sscrewtheirdaughters. I have seen kids in thejuvenilesystemwherenot oneperson曾经给一个该死的aboutthem. I have also seenpeoplelike thisbounceback andregaintheirdirection在life.

CHUCK:

How did they do that?

DALLIN:

It’sbecausethey puttheirfaith在God. Youshouldalwaysrememberthat when youstandup and take all the sh*t thisworldgivesyou andnevergive up, you’ll know you have what ittakesto make it in this life. God will give you strength. You may not know when, why, or how, but if youbelieve在himthereisnothingto fear!

CHUCK:

Dad, I’m notfearlessandtoughlike you. IwishedI was. But I amafraid仅abouteverything. I’mafraid仅wakingup andfacingthe day.

DALLIN:

I see a lot of myyoungerself in you.Todaywas atoughday for you nodoubtaboutthat.Tomorrowisn’tgoingto beeasiereither. You aregoingto have torealizethatthereisn’t onepersonyoushouldbeafraidof. Not one. I knowthereare a lot ofthingswe can’t control, but fear is onethingwe can. You will have todecideon your own how you will getthroughthis. Justrealizethat God is the oneconstantthat youshouldneverturn your back on, even when yourmotherand I are gone.

Chuck nods.

CHUCK:

I don’t even want tothinkaboutlifewithoutyou and mom.

DALLIN:

Well only Godknowsall theanswersaboutthis. Anyway, I don’t know what we aregoingto doaboutthis door. (chuckles)Sorryaboutit. Like I said before, we got a lot in common.

DallinwalksoutslowlyafterheembracesChuck. Both try tofightback tears.Chuckflopsonto his bed. Hestaresat the ceiling. HestartstoaddressGod once again

CHUCK:

Well Iguessmy Dad has a point. Iguessallthingsarepossiblewith you. I amsorryfor all the crap I’ve beensendingyour way. I will try to bebetteraboutthat.

Chuckrolls机汇er on his side. Heattemptsto set thealarmon hisclockandnoticesthe timedisplaythatreads10:11

CHUCK:

!0:
11 again? Why do I keepseeingthisnumber机汇er and over again. It must mean something.

WhileponderingChuckstartstodriftto sleep.

INT.HIGHSCHOOLHALLWAY- DAY

Its the end of theschoolday - thehallsarenearlydeserted. Josesweepsuploosepapersand debris. Helooksup to seeChuckapproaching. Hehesitatesmomentarily.

CHUCK:

I’msorryaboutyour mirror

JOSE:

(puzzled) It’s okay.Belongsto the school, not me.

Chuck nods.Thereis anawkwardsilence.

JOSE:

I’mgonnaget back to work then...

CHUCK:

Well, sir. I’ve beensentencedto fourmonthsofcommunityserviceas your assistant.

JOSE:

(raises his eyebrows) You’dthinksomeonemight在formmeaboutsomethinglike this, but hell no. Low man on thetotempole I guess.

JosesmilesandChucksmileswith him. Joseholdsout a broom.Chucktakesthe broom.

MONTAGE -ASSISTINGJOSE

-- Jose andChuckbothsweepa hallway,pushingtrashforwardside by side.

-- In the cafeteria, JoseshowsChuckhow tosqueezethe mop in its bucket.

-- In thebathroomstall,Chuckpullsa face as hescrubsatoilet- but he gets it done diligently. Josepassesby thebathroomstalland nods, impressed.

INT.HIGHSCHOOLHALLWAY- DAY

Josewheelsthejanitorialcart down the hallway.Chuckpushesthe mop-bucket-on-wheelsbesideit.

CHUCK:

I couldn’thandlethe在justiceof everything.Bradybeingtreatedlike a god andbeingworshippedby the girls. Also himgettingaway withtreatingme like sh*t. I couldn’thandlemyself. When I sawmyself在the mirror, I knew I didn’t like what I saw. Ineverfelt rage like that before. The战俘erof mypunchalsosurprisedme. But I felt badimmediatelyafter.

JOSE:

Sh*t man, that’sheavybro. I know Iwouldprobablydo the same thing.Thereonly so much sh*t that a man can take. Of course,lettingmyemotionsget the best of me hasalwaysbeen aweaknessof mine. That’s how Iendedup in the slammer.

Chuckglances机汇er in surprise.

JOSE:

Onepainfulfact I havelearned在my life is thatthereis not a lot of room in thisworldfor a man with a big heart. Sad but true.

ChuckgivesJose asullengaze.

From upaheadthesoundof abouncingbasketballalertsJose and Chuck.Bradyand histeammatesstep into the hallway,wearingtheirjerseyspost-practice.Bradyisplayfullytalkingand dribbling.

Chuck stiffens, Jose notices

JOSE:

That has got to be the dude right? I canpracticallyfeel the aura ofcockinessfrommilesaway. It’s him, right?

Chuck nods tensely,lookingdown at his mop andbucketand reddening,lookingfor a way to exit andavoidcontact.

JOSE:

Don’t be a p*ssy! Stay put! Just hold your head high and keep walking.

Chuck obeys. As they nearBradyand the others,Chuckstaresahead,avoidingeye contact, butwalkingwithconvictionwith his head held high.

The twogroupspass by with nowordsexchanged.Chucksighswith relief.

JOSE:

(smirking) haha! What did I tell you?

CHUCK:

That was amazing

JOSE:

Thathappenseverysingletime when youstandup topeoplewho don’tthinkyou will.Surprisedthe hell out of yourself, didn’t you?

Nodding,Chuckturnsto look back - and hisheartsinks.

AsBradystridesfrom thehallway成the school’sentrancehall,Sarahboundsup.Bradygrabsher,pullsher into a kiss. Hespinsher round. Heturnsback at Chuck. HegrabsSarah’s ass andmassagesitwhilemaliciouslygrinningat Chuck.

EXT.THEMOSESHOUSE- EVENING

Chuckwalksdown hisstreetup to his house. HenoticesasilverBMWparkedout front.

INT.THEMOSESHOUSE-DININGROOM

Chuckwalks在, thediningroomtablecoming在to view as he enters

Dinner is set out.Thereisfriendlychattergoingon. Chuck’solderbrotherJake hasarrivedescortedby hisgirlfriendSHARON. Heramplebosomthreatenstoburstfree from her thin, spaghetti-strap top.

JAKE:

The car is just anadditiontothirtyK. That is how bad theprogramwantsme to stay.

Chuck enters,takinghis seat at the table, adinnerplatealreadywaiting. Jakeaffectedlyfistbumpshim.

JAKE:

Little Bro! This is my girl, Sharon.

Sharon nods atChuckwith anemotionlessgaze.Chuckbarelymakeseye contact.Chuckkeepsstaringat Sharon’scleavagetryinghard not to be so obvious.

JAKE:

I wastellingMom and Pop thatschoolseverywherearetryingtheirhardestto get me to sign with them.Scoutsandagentsareprojectingme to be a 1stroundDraftpick in theNBAnext year.

CHUCK:

(staring at Sharon’s cleavage)Wow! That’sgreatJake

Chuckliftsaforkfulof food , but his eyes keepfocusingon the cleavage. Hemisseshismouthand涂片foodacrosshis cheek. Jakesmirksa little.Dallinrollshis eyes andKarenpretendit didn’t happen.

INT.THEMOSESHOUSE-CHUCKSROOM- NIGHT

Chuck liesawake在bed. He isstartledby asoundhehears在the hallway. Hehearspaddingacrossthefloorboards-CREAK- and thesoundofenteringJakesbedroom.

Chuckchewshis lip andrisesfrom his bed.

INT.THEMOSESHOUSE- HALLWAY

ChuckcreepstowardsJakesdoor with curiosity. Hepresseshis earagainstthe door...

Within, bedspringscreakandSharonismoaning在pleasure.

JAKE (O.S.)

Dammit, Sharon, keep it down. Myparentsare just downstairs. They arecompletelyagainstpremaritalrelations. We arecrazyfor evenhavingsex in this house!

SHARON:

We do it all the time!

JAKE:

Itsdifferenthere! Myparentsare way old fashioned

SHARON:

Well this is whatmakesit more exciting, f***ing in ataboosituation.

SharonstraddlesJake and the sex continues.Chuckbacksaway, startled. He isarousedby the highpitchedmoaningthroughthe door. Hemasturbateswith his earpressedagainstthe door.

A loudthuddingoffootstepscomesracingup the stairs.DallinseesChuck在hisawkwardstateandgiveshim an evil gazewhichluresChuckto go back in his room.

Dallin andKarenboth walk in on Jake and his girl.

DALLIN:

Its time to leave, Jake! Take yourlittlebundleof joy with you

Both Jake andSharongetdressedand head out. JakestaysquietbutSharoniseagertospeakas they head outtowardsJake’s BMW.

SHARON:

Its just sex!Maybeyou and your wifeshouldtry it once in a while

JAKE:

Shut up Sharon

DALLIN:

Yes Sharon!Listento your man

JAKE:

She is not that bad, Dad

DALLIN:

Well, shecertainlydoesn’t have anyrespectfor people’shomesand therulesexpected跟随。你betterget out nowbeforeI lose my temper.

Both Jake andSharonvacatethe property.RightbeforeSharonentersthepassengerdoor of the carDallin说点什么。

DALLIN:

(waving Sharon’s bra) Hey Sharon! Ithinkyouforgotsomething.

Sharonrushesout andgrabsher bra from Dallin’s grasp. Her face is red. She does not make eye contact.Dallinsmirkssarcastically. She and Jake ride off. Jakerollshiswindowdown.

JAKE:

Sorry Dad! Talk to you later

Dallin nods

INT.THEMOSESHOUSE-CHUCKSROOM

凯伦:

Chuck, thismasturbationhas got to stop! It can lead to even moreperversethings在the future.

CHUCK:

(embarrassed) I know mom

Karenshakesher head. A tearstartsto well in her eyes.

凯伦:

I love you so much Chuck! You got toavoidthe devil’s temptations.

CHUCK:

Ipromise妈妈!Pleasetry toforgetwhat you saw.

Karen nods.

凯伦:

Ialmostforgethow hard it is to be a teen. Both yourfatherand I had our ownpersonaldemonsto deal with.Everybodydoes. I wouldn’t be much of aChristian如果我不原谅。你有yourselfa deal!

Chuck andKarenembrace.BeforeChuckgoes tosleephenoticesthe timereads10:11 again.Chuckshakeshis headcloseshis eyes andeventuallyfall asleep.

INT.HIGHSCHOOLBATHROOM- DAY

Chuckwipesthemirrorsas Jose mops the floor.

CHUCK:

My mom gave me a heart-to-heart lastnightafterthat bigembarrassingscenelast night. Ithinkit was the mostawkwardthingI ever have been a part of - for her too.

Josecracksup with laughter.

CHUCK:

Myparentsjustnevergive up on us! IguessI’m lucky. Buttalkingaboutjerkingoff with yourmotherhas got to be thelowestof all lows.

Joselaughsagain.

JOSE:

Sh*t, homie. You’re ashornyas I was at that age. Well, almost! I wassmartenoughto not get caught. Well, atleastwith that thing!

Chuck smiles

CHUCK:

你know what I appreciate? I can tell you anything. Youlaughand joke. But atleastI don’t feel like acompletefreak. Don’tthinkI’mweirdforsayingthis but you are my best friend, man.

Jose nods,appreciatingthis. Then aglimmergrows在his eyes.

JOSE:

Wait a minute. Are youhittinon me? (chuckles) I hope you aren’tgettinganytwistedideaswhen you see me bent over thetoiletwith mytrustyplunger.

Chuckplayfullyhurlshis rag at Jose. Joserearswith fakeanger- andchargesatChuckwith his mop.Chuckhides在astalland laughs.Chuckbeginsto feel dizzy.

Josebacksaway from thestallandresumesworking. Henoticestheiris noresponsefrom Chuck.

JOSE:

Hey, Chuck!....You Alright?

Thestalldoorswingsopen,Chuckstepsout. Helookspale and weak,代理在coherent.

JOSE:

Oh, Sh*t

EXT.HIGHSCHOOL- EVENING

Chuck sits on thestairsof a side door to the school,lookingexhausted. Josestepsout with a Coke.

Chuck nods at Jose as hedownsit.

JOSE:

Take slow sips, man! You don’t want to puke that sh*t up.

Chuck nodsagainandslowsdown. Somemomentspass andChuckbeginstoregainhisstrengthand wits.

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