Anotha House Party with Two Dope Guys in the City
By
Andre Campbell
(c) 2009 Andre Campbell
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FADE IN:
INT. BRAIN’S FAMILY COMPUTER ROOM - DAY
BRAIN (18) - CLEAN CUT, HANDSOME - in the middle of the
floor. He’s dead sleep. High school books, assignment
papers, a pen with a hip-hop notepad, CD cases and discs on
the floor with a mid-level boombox beside them. It’s a nice
boombox, though.
The alarm clock rings to the beginning of "Hopeless" by
Dionne Farris on radio station 97.5 and Brain scrounges up.
Brain looks at his alarm clock and it’s 6:51 AM. School
starts at 8 AM. Fuck.
BRAIN
Shit, man. I hit that snooze button
like a bitch. I’m gonna be late if
I don’t get my butt up now.
As the song gets to the chorus where Dionne Farris says,
"Penny with a whole in it." Brain turns around and gives a
funny look at the boombox.
BRAIN
Da hell? Penny with a hole in it?
(looks at camera)
Man... Iz this bitch crazy?
Brain turns the boombox dial QUICKLY to one of his own hot
rap CDs. He picks himself up rushes to his nice bathroom in
his bedroom for his shower.
INT. BRAIN’S ROOM - BRAIN’S BATHROOM - DAY
As Brain undresses, he hears a KNOCK on the door. It’s his
firm and demanding father, DANK (early 40’s).
INT. BRAIN’S ROOM - DAY
Dank is BANGING ON THE SHOWER DOOR in Brain’s room.
DANK
Come clean this room when you get
out that shower, boy. I told you to
do this last night, nah.
2.
INT. BRAIN’S ROOM - BRAIN’S BATHROOM - DAY
Brain takes off his pants on the floor.
BRAIN
(under his breath)
Damn, nigga...
INT. BRAIN’S KITCHEN - DAY
We see ENGLA (late 30’s) - BEAUTIFUL, SLIM-THICK downstairs sitting in the kitchen at the counter reading the
paper. She calls up to Dank and Brain upstairs.
ENGLA
(to Dank)
Baby, take it easy on him!
(to Brain)
And Brian, my other baby, listen to
what your father says! Be easy...
INT. BRAIN’S ROOM - BRAIN’S BATHROOM- DAY
Brain puts a long row of condoms in his backpack. Lube.
Lube. More Lube. More lube TO GO.
BRAIN
Okay, got it!
INT. BRAIN’S ROOM - DAY
Dank, still outside Brain’s bathroom and YELLING.
DANK
It’s always an excuse, Brain!
Always! As soon as you get out, get
to it! Do it! And don’t use so much
water! You don’t pay no bills. I
mean it, NAH!
INT. BRAIN’S ROOM - BRAIN’S BATHROOM - DAY
Brain moons his dad in the shower behind the curtain.
BRAIN
No problem. Geesh, pa!
3.
INT. BRAIN’S ROOM - DAY
Brain steps out and rushes to his room that looks similar to
how Brain had the family computer room. Dirty as fuck. He
picks up the trash in his room and puts it in the trash can.
He puts his dirty clothes in the hamper and the like too.
"I’m Sexy and I Know It" by LMFAO begins to play. Only a
suggestion... Chill, Los Angeles. Puh-leese. He then brushes
his teeth, washes his face, takes off his wave cap, and
starts his bathroom thing to look good. He heads to his room
and puts on this fly Polo shirt, nice pants, fly ass
Reeboks, and all of that combining to make this fly ass
outfit. He’s a pretty boy in high school and thinks he has
it all.
SUPER: "BRAIN"
BRAIN (V.O.)
Fly shirt. Check! Waves tight.
Check! You could swear my last name
was Bird because I’m fly as hell. I
ain’t tryna hear no bell, though.
Nigga, I don’t think I even need to
go to school today. Everyday or
ayanday. Shit, everyday is a test
already and make it happen day for
my ass. And I gotta pass. Shit, I
do... Lemme rap to ya!
(rhyming)
Betta call Saul, better call the
mall/ I’m chargin’ y’all rich
bitches like Sterlin’ McCall/ I got
it all/ From my head to my foot/
Big shit poppin’ in tha hall with
the Dook! -- Haha! That’s my homie.
You’ll meet him.
(rhyming)
I’m B-to the R-to the A-I-N!!
"I’m Sexy and I Know It" fades out. Cool? Okay.
INT. VERONA’S HOUSE - DOOK’S ROOM - DAY
SUPER: "Meanwhile..."
DOOK (18) - RETRO, GOOD LOOKING - sits on bed, Indian style,
working on budgetary constraints for his event and marketing
business in his modest bedroom. Clean. It’s 6:30 AM and he
has to be at school at 8, but DOOK does NOT care. He cares
about his pimped out doo, though. It’s permed and curly.
VERONA (34) stands by the door and talks to her son.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
4.
VERONA
Boy, you know you have to be in at
school at 8 o’clock. Stop that
(she points at his work)
and get up and go to that school.
Do all of that when you get to
college, baby. I don’t want to see
you fail the semester.
DOOK
I won’t.
(he pretends to stop what he’s
doing)
Get dressed?
VERONA
Listen to me, Darrel. Wait ’till
the summer when you have plenty of
time to DJ and focus on your last
year in high school. Come on,
boy...
Verona watches him put up his business work and get his
school binders organized.
VERONA
Look at you...you acting all big
and grown now. You got a job yet?
You gone have to pay for insurance
on that car after this month.
DOOK
No. I’ve been...looking, though.
All around. It’s a bitch out there.
VERONA
I mean, with all you do you can
intern for the Morales Tribune
after school.
(off Dook’s blank stare)
Like, shit. You have the potential
to go and do something for somebody
like the Morales Heat organization?
(off Dook’s blank stare)
I mean, just keep on doing what you
do and you’ll persevere. Just find
it in yourself. That’s all. Now get
up and get jiggy!
She does an ugly version of the bank-head bounce. Stahp it!
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
5.
DOOK
Yeah, I’ll take that into
consideration.
He manages a laugh, too.
DOOK
And ma, no one gets jiggy anymore.
VERONA
Don’t count it out. All y’all do is
borrow from the old school anyway.
The Tootsie Roll was just a hoochie
version of the funky chicken. I
seen the Pop Lock and Drop It on
Soul Train way back in the day when
the Isley Brothers was on. You lil’
naggahas ain’t came up with nothing
new.
DOOK
You think you know something about
us... We are new. We just make
it...better. But yeah, we get the
old stuff. We just know how to
riggety wreck it and flip it. Take
something outta poop shit.
Dook does a DJ motion with his hands.
VERONA
Boy, whatever. Don’t think I ain’t
seen you scratchin’ with my
records. You think you slick.
Dook smirks as he gets ready for school. He has a good
smile. He IS a young playa.
VERONA
And bay-be, get up and do something
good with your hair. I wonder if
that’s keeping you from getting a
job. Buck up, Darrell. Or what you
like to be called now? Dook? Dook
of Rules? Please... You just trying
to all big now.
Verona gets a call on her phone.
VERONA
Oooh, that’s Henry today, Mr. Fix
it.
(gets excited)
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
6.
VERONA (cont’d)
Do what I say now.
Verona leaves down the hall.
DOOK
(smiling)
Okay, cool.
Dook grabs a cigarette box from under his pillow,
immediately. Grabs a cigarette out the box and puts it in
his ear.
A slow, soulful, sampled type of BEAT starts to play.
SUPER: "D. DOUBLE O. K = DOOK"
DOOK (V.O.)
OKAY. I wanna tell my mom all the
time...I wanna say, "It’s like
you’re telling me some shit I’ve
already heard. SHUT THE HELL UP". I
feel like I’ve done all I can, you
know? It’s kind of like being the
best in the outfield and the ball
rarely falls your way. You never
catch the baseball enough to prove
you can do the job better. That’s
what it feels like. Like I’m up
against the wall and I can’t
move... Then sometimes I want to
tell to tell my mom to shut the
FUCK up. Yeah, and they call me
Dook OKAY...
Dook puts on his light Aeropastale jeans and a
shirt that lay over his turn table set. We see
shoulders are muscular as fuck when he puts on
Then we see him walk toward the camera as he’s
room.
Hanes v-neck
his back and
his shirt.
leaving his
Dook walks out of the house with his backpack on and calls
Brain up.
The slow, soulful BEAT fades out. God, right?
INT. HIGH SCHOOL HALLWAY - DAY
The phone RINGS and Brain picks up.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
7.
BRAIN
(imitating a Chinese voice)
Foo Yung’s Chinese chicken, dog and
shrimp rice. You buy we fry.
INT. DOOK’S PICK-UP TRUCK - DAY
Dook in his car parked in his driveway.
DOOK
Shut the fuck up, you dumb fool.
You up, nigga?
INTERCUT as needed.
Brain’s halfway to his first class giving hugs to his cute
female study Spanish partners, high-fives to some jocks, and
walking with his Boss travel bag.
BRAIN
Now what kind of question is that?
I’m talking, right? I’m already at
school, nigga. What up with you?
DOOK
’Bout to hit up this school shit
too, B. You ridin’ tonight?
BRAIN
Haha, you know it. We in like dicks
in wet orifices, playa.
DOOK
Gross and great. I’ll pick you up
at 8:30?
BRAIN
No problema. We on it.
EXT. MEADOW TERRACE - BRAIN’S HOOD - NIGHT
With a BIG BEAT blasting and sounding GREAT, DOOK, in his
modest pick-up truck, drives down a middle-high class
neighborhood and stops in front of Brain’s two story brick
house.
Dook’s truck is so cool with nice green, money colored,
paint and glossy ten inch rims. It has a black leather
interior with green headrests.
8.
EXT. BRAIN’S HOUSE - FRONT CURB - NIGHT
It’s a beautiful and colorful midsummer night. Brain’s house
is nice with four Cadillacs in front of it. There’s only
three people that live in this household, though. The extra
car is there because it’s extra.
Brain’s standing outside texting on his HYPERX NextPhone.
Dook parks. Walks up to Brain. They dab.
DOOK
So what’s poppin’, fool? You
talkin’ ’bout smoking before we hit
up this party, kid?
Dook shakes his cigarette carton.
BRAIN
Naw, I’m talkin’ bout being dapper
and shit, tonight. I got on some
damn Polo cologne. I got this fresh
ass tee. I wanna hit up this party
and start feelin’ on these booties,
right now.
Brain hands Dook a flyer to this big house party in The
Villas and we see the nice flyer in Dook’s hand for a quick
second.
DOOK
Oh, this? You know I’m there. All,
I’m saying is who’s got that gas to
ride on that ass? Nigga, gas is up
to three- forty five a gallon again
and this party is in The Villas on
the other side of town. I don’t
know how we can pay for that shit.
BRAIN
I don’t know either.
DOOK
The rich kid, don’t know?
BRAIN
I ain’t rich. I told you, I’m
financially grand. Say it like
that.
DOOK
Nigga, ask yo fuckin’ momma.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
9.
BRAIN
Don’t worry. I got it all under
control. Mom-ma?!
DOOK
Loser.
Brain turns away from the car and RUNS IN THE HOUSE. He puts
on his "game" face for his momma knowing that she can give
money to her child.
INT. BRAIN’S KITCHEN - NIGHT
BRAIN
Can I borrow twenty dollars for
this study meeting at the library?
We need gas and copy money. My
biology test is coming up and I
can’t fail. I already got a B and
you know that’s beneath me. I know
you wanna see me do good in school,
right? Cool? Okay?
Engla sits at the kitchen table eating a salad. She’s
wearing a white top and khaki capris with a small African
pin on the left side of her shirt.
ENGLA
Sure. Get my purse. So what are you
studying?
BRAIN
Female independence and black
voting, like you used to do at
Lakewood University.
ENGLA
Oh, so you up on college subjects
now? Yeah... Well keep it up and
you’ll end up rich, successful and
out of trouble like me.
Brain gets Engla’s purse from the door handle and hands it
to Engla.
BRAIN
New bag, huh? Foley’s...naw.
Bloomingdale’s. Naw. It’s Louie V.
ENGLA
You right, baby. I got there at
that big ol’ sale and couldn’t turn
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
10.
ENGLA (cont’d)
around. All that stuff there, you’d
feel like you were in a big ol’
candy store. Here, now.
(she hands hands him forty
dollars)
Take this and study hard. Don’t
spend it all in one place.
BRAIN
Thanks, Ma.
Brain kisses her on the cheek.
EXT. BRAIN’S HOUSE - FRONT CURB - NIGHT
Brain goes to meet Dook outside.
BRAIN
(to Dook so his mom can’t
hear)
Got it, niggah.
DOOK
My homey for life, boy.
Dook and Brain do they’re friendship hand shake, the pound.
Engla steps outside on the edge of her porch.
ENGLA
Hey Dook You put a curl in it this
time, huh?
DOOK
Yes, ma’am. That lady you told me
about did me up real good. That’s
wassup, Ms. Engla.
ENGLA
Alright, Brian, be back at a decent
hour. It’s Monday, so you know when
to come home. Work hard, but I
don’t won’t you coming in at all
hours of the morning. You have
studying for school tomorrow. You
have your ass home by 11.
Dank steps at the door with a fancy coffee mug in his hand.
DANK
Do what your mom says, Brian. I
want nothing but the best out you.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
11.
Brain’s mood changes from happy to sad when Dank talks.
BRAIN
Okay, no problema. I’ll be home at
a good time.
INT. DOOK’S PICK-UP TRUCK - NIGHT
Brain hops in Dook’s truck and they leave.
DOOK
Yoooo! How you get that cash so
fast, B?
BRAIN
You have to know how to talk to
your parents and especially the
ladies. Hoes see your hair and they
think you tryna look better than
them. Look at that shit. Lookin’
like a Al Sharpton’s third
freeloadin’ cousin and shit.
(takes off his green sweater
vest in the back and replaces
his modest Yves Saint Laurent
glasses with flamboyant Gucci
ones)
Now let’s get to this party fast.
My dad is iggin’ and shit.
DOOK
Alright, then. I ain’t ask you shit
about my hair, though, Poindexter.
(he laughs)
Fuck you.
Dook starts his ride and begins to drive from down the
block.
BRAIN
(he gives Dook a smirk)
You just have to be smooth with it.
It’s just natural penis wrinkle.
DOOK
Unlike your hair nappy boy. Wave
cap wearing nappy ass cunt monkey.
12.
EXT. LAKE HARBOR VILLAS - NIGHT
Dook and Brain arrive at the party and park around the
corner a block away from the house.
INT. DOOK’S PICK-UP TRUCK - NIGHT
Dook and Brain check their breath. Breathe into each other’s
hand ten times. Inhale.
DOOK
You know it.
BRAIN
Let’s get it.
EXT. LAKE HARBOR VILLAS - NIGHT
They get out of Dook’s truck and strut to the party. These
two guys are not the coolest in the school, they’re the
runner’s up. They know enough to get by.
INT. VILLA TWO STORY HOUSE - DOWNSTAIRS - NIGHT
Dook walks in the door first and recognizes people he knows.
Brain walks with Dook and then he sees SARA (17)
BEAUTIFUL, SEXY - twirling her long black hair. Sara’s
standing alone by the kitchen sipping soda in a cup.
BRAIN
Look! Look at Sara looking all good
and stuff...
DOOK
Yeah, but you haven’t dated her in
like...ten years. What’s that shit?
Elementary school? Get over it.
BRAIN
Naw, that’s putting in work, bruh.
The way I see it, I’m putting in
dues to get to use these tools.
Brain grabs his nuts.
DOOK
Do the do then nigga.
(he points at his hair)
I’mma let you get that chick and
I’mma be chillin’ at the bar with
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
13.
DOOK (cont’d)
the hoes I know. Watch me mack now.
Let’s meet back at the front of
this shit at ten.
BRAIN
Coolbeans.
Brain’s not paying much mind to Dook as he leaves. Sara has
all of his attention. Dook heads to the bar and Brain walks
over to Sara.
BRAIN
Hey, Sara.
SARA
Hey, Brian. You passed your test, I
hope?
BRAIN
It’s Brain now. You know that.
SARA
Whatever, PUNK MC! With yo’ big
head...
Sara lightly punches him in the arm.
BRAIN
Yeah, that’s what’s up currently.
But, it’s common knowledge I passed
that test. Can’t let the GPA slip
and shit. You know I owe most of
that to you, though? That test was
tough, but without you helping me
on the phone that day I would’ve
never got through.
SARA
I try. I try. I need to be filling
out these college apps now. Let’s
see... The University of Houston
wants me, but I don’t want them cuz
they too high and far away. I’m
thinking about the University of
Illinois or Columbia. I like tha NY
so I think I’ll choose between them
two thangs there. What about you?
BRAIN
I really ain’t gave it too much
thought. I’m accepted to Duke. I
mean that’s cool, I think... I
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
14.
BRAIN (cont’d)
really haven’t given it too much
thought. I’ll most likely stay here
since I like the city. I just like
to have fun and party now. I’m
smart enough. That’s my parent’s
thing anyway.
SARA
I know, but don’t play around with
your future. We used to play in the
sandbox and now you’re all grown
up. I want to see you do good.
BRAIN
Yeah, and I wanna see you look
good.
SARA
(she giggles)
Boy, no. You know I gotta, dude.
BRAIN
And, what’s you man gotta do with
me?
SARA
I said I got a man.
BRAIN
Yeah, but your man ain’t me.
Brain and Sara perform an updated version of "I Got a Man"
originally by Positive K. Brain and Sara perform this song
on the main room of the party. Dook dances with two girls in
another part of the house. Sara sways as she is being sung
to.
INT. VILLA TWO STORY HOUSE - UPSTAIRS - NIGHT
SKELLY (28) - MUSCULAR, TOUGH - sees this from upstairs
smoking the greenest blunt you’ve ever seen and shooting
dice. He’s talking with some high school kids. He’s 28. 28.
Skelly sees Brain talking to Sara and he thinks that she
belongs to his friend, MARCUS (19) - ATHLETIC. Skelly taps
Marcus on the shoulder and tells him what’s going on
downstairs. Marcus gets real angry. He motions Skelly to
come with him.
BUTCH, a 5’4 troubled sophomore, steps away from that same
dice game to follow Skelly and Marcus when Skelly taps him.
Skelly then interrupts.
15.
INT. VILLA TWO STORY HOUSE - DOWNSTAIRS - NIGHT
SKELLY
Hey!
Nobody hears him because of the music. He’s near the punch
bowl, so he fills it up and throws a cup full of ice and
drank at the DJ and hits him. He’s soaked. It’s fucking dead
on. Bullies always have the best aim.
The DJ’s mouth gapes open and he’s scared as hell. The music
stops and the attention is on Skelly with his boys, Marcus
and Butch, on each side of his muscular frame.
SKELLY
I said, "Hey".
MARCUS
(to Sara)
Get over here!
SARA
You need to chill out. We just
talkin’.
SKELLY
(to Marcus)
Nigga, handle up. That’s yours
right there.
Marcus takes that advice.
MARCUS
Girl, get your ass over here right
now. You know damn well you rode
with us.
Marcus reaches over and grabs Sara by the hand.
SARA
Whatever.
Sara walks over to Marcus.
BRAIN
Oh, so you’re just gonna leave me
now.
Skelly smokes his blunt blows it in Brain’s face.
SKELLY
(to Brain)
Just back up, nigga.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
16.
SARA
(to Brain)
I told you about my man already.
MARCUS
Yeah, she told you about me, nigga,
so recognize ’for I kick your ass
around this Bel Air bull shit.
Brain backs up a little further from Skelly now against a
wall. Brain turns his head away from the drugs.
SARA
(to Marcus)
Marc, you need to stop! He’s my
friend.
INT. VILLA TWO STORY HOUSE - FRONT DOOR - NIGHT
They all walk away to avoid suspection.
MARCUS
Hoe, you ain’t got no nigga friends
except me. Don’t play yourself.
Sara’s hurt.
BRAIN
My nigga. Talk to her or any girl
like that again, I assure you,
fuckin’ promise the green ninja
turtle shit something bad is gone
happen to you.
Brain gets in Marcus’s face, but Skelly and Butch come and
interrupt.
SKELLY
Happen to who, muh-fuckah?
Skelly intimidates Brain with his blunt nearly hitting him
with it when he drops it on the ground. Skelly and Butch
start to push and taunt Brain. Skelly puts his blunt out on
the carpet.
BUTCH
Yeah, prep bitch ass!
SKELLY
What now, punk? You know we don’t
play that shit, cuz.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
17.
Brain in no way can take on these two, so he gets bullied in
between Skelly and Butch. Brain tries to look tough, but he
can’t. Evil faces, evil faces sometimes.
Marcus points and laughs in Brain’s face until Dook arrives
and steps in. Duh-duh-DUH!
DOOK
Fuck with my homeboy and you get me
nigga!
Dook pushes Skelly, almost knocking him over with Butch.
Marcus steps back in time. They stop bullying Brain.
SKELLY
Oh, no. You don’t wanna do that.
Skelly grabs at something in his coat and we see the handle
of a Desert "Eaze" (Desert Eagle). Butch quickly pushes it
back in his coat for him.
BUTCH
Say... Chill, Skelly. Not now.
MARCUS
Yo, who’s this mothafucka, here?
DOOK
I’m Dook and you need to back up
off my homey’s face.
Skelly is super pissed, but he tries to suppress it.
SKELLY
You know what, you’re a wee bit
(he holds his fingers up to
represent a wee bit)
too bold, Dook. I don’t even know
you.
DOOK
All...because your dad butt-fucked
you don’t mean you have to take
that on every-body; beating on
niggas and shit. Take that issue
shit to Dr. Phil...homey.
BUTCH
You’re gonna just let him talk to
you like that, man? Seriously?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
18.
DOOK
Seriously. I gotta be.
(to Skelly)
That’s how your mom likes it at
night. She just beeped me 911,
baby...
The crowd reacts to that line and Skelly doesn’t like it
all. He’s at the brink of letting loose on Dook because he
can’t think of anything good to say back.
MARCUS
You wanna talk all breezy? You
better take ya Kid Capri wanna be
ass back to the grocery store.
Heard about ya ass. This nigga all
hype because he got fly shit now
and DJ parties. Dook? I say
Double-O hoe! Everyone knows you
were on welfare two months ago.
Dook’s ashamed. That’s a REAL sensitive subject for him.
DOOK
My nigga, I’ll beat yo ass right
now, cuz.
Dook steps up to fight, but Brain holds him back.
BRAIN
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
(to Marcus)
Yo, you need to chill, homeboy.
(to Dook)
Dook, step back and relax.
Brain stands in between them to separate them.
BRAIN
Everybody’s just trying to have a
good time and relax.
MARCUS
Bitch, please. You and who? This
shit is wack, anyway.
SKELLY
It’s just good we’re here to liven
it up, prick. Who are the fuck you
anyway? With your preppy ass. I
beat niggas like you up easy in the
joint.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
19.
BRAIN
(he says boldly)
But you not in the joint, now.
DOOK
No, you’re not.
(to Skelly)
So what’s up?
Dook steps up and wants to fight, but Brain is more
reluctant. Brain and Dook do want to fight, but they’re
waiting for Skelly and his crew to hit first.
MARCUS
Yo, let’s get it poppin’, my nigga.
Marcus is stupid crazy.
SKELLY
That’ll be cool, but this ain’t the
place. I ain’t tryna get locked up
while I’m on parole and shit. I’ll
see you at 1 PM tonight my nigga at
the Tin Park.
RANDOM CROWD MEMBER
Yeah, watch your parole!
DOOK
You mean 1 AM dumb ass.
SKELLY
See...What you just said...is gonna
make it that much sweeter, homey.
BRAIN
As sweet as when you got punked in
OZ Nancy boy. This dude’s wilin’.
Skelly can’t wait and throws the first punch, Brain and Dook
duck then Dook grabs Brain’s forearm. Brain and Dook
clothesline Skelly. Brain almost falls over, but he stands
up quickly and runs for it. Marcus tries to grab Brain, but
he jumps out of the way. Butch jumps in Dook’s way and Dook
pushes him in his face making Butch fall down. Brain smiles
a bit. Skelly rises up fast and pulls out his Desert Eagle
to the sky.
FUNNY MAN
That nigga got a piece. FADE AND
FREAK OUT!
SKELLY LETS OUT THREE SHOTS! The crowd disperses in panic
and runs everywhere.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
20.
SKELLY
Damn!
Skelly quickly puts away his gun and leaves with his boys.
EXT. VILLA TWO STORY HOUSE - NIGHT
Brian and Dook run outside the house to their car with a
crowd behind them.
Outside the two story house, the party people are running
everywhere: to a place where they won’t get shot, to their
cars, down the street, and to their own homes nearby.
Skelly and his boys run to his 2000 Subarau that’s parked on
the curb near the house with a large crowd behind them.
INT. SKELLY’S 2000 SUBARU - NIGHT
Skelly hastily starts up his car with his crew inside of it.
EXT. LAKE HARBOR VILLAS - NIGHT
Skelly, mad from the front of his car, looks at Dook run.
Skelly can’t hold back his anger. As Dook and Brain run to
their ride, Skelly tries to run Dook over with his car. Dook
darts out of the way, but he jumps in the opposite direction
of his truck.
DOOK
Yo, Brain! Catch and start it up!
Dook tosses his keys to Brain and Brain does exactly what
he’s told.
INT. DOOK’S PICK-UP TRUCK - NIGHT
Brain jumps in the truck, starts it, and backs out of the
parking space.
INT. SKELLY’S 2000 SUBARU - NIGHT
Skelly is so cruel that he picks up a 16 oz. beer can he
already has in his car, opens it a little, with the
intention to ruin Dook’s hair. He’s not sure if he wants to
do it because of his parole.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
21.
BUTCH
Do that thang, Skelly. Show ’em
what you made of. Do that thang.
SKELLY
Yeah, they gone learn I run this
town. I’mma tighten him up.
EXT. LAKE HARBOR VILLAS - NIGHT
Brain pulls up in front of Dook by a fire hydrant on the
curb. The passenger side of the truck is facing Dook.
BRAIN
Yo, kid. Get in.
Dook gets in his car just as Skelly tries to throw that
heavy beer can at Dook’s head and hair. He misses, though.
INT. DOOK’S PICK-UP TRUCK - NIGHT
Just as Dook hops in the truck, Brain looses control and
drives right into Old Man Lee Mortigan’s EXPENSIVE mailbox
holder near the curb and breaks it.
EXT. LAKE HARBOR VILLAS - NIGHT
The truck SCREECHES to a hair. We see that the mailbox is
destroyed, but Dook has minimal damage to his front hood.
Lucky.
INT. DOOK’S PICK-UP TRUCK - NIGHT
Dook and Brain freak out.
DOOK
Oh, shit!
BRAIN
Dammmmn... Let’s see what’s up.
EXT. LAKE HARBOR VILLAS - NIGHT
Brain and Dook get out of the truck. Then, Marcus yells out
the window with his head out of it as Skelly’s ride roars
down the street.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
22.
MARCUS
(to Brain)
Hahahaha, handle that shit guys.
Best wishes!
Dook turns to Skelly’s Subaru.
Skelly drives off fast and we can hear him LAUGH LOUDLY.
Butch sticks his head out the window and yells something
also.
DOOK
We gonna get at ya, my niggas!
I’mma get at ya, my niggas!
SKULLY
I can’t stand y’all motherfuckers!
He laughs and screeches off.
Dook starts run, but Brain holds Dook back in time.
BRAIN
Don’t worry about them now. We’ll
get to all of them later. Let’s
worry about this shit right here,
bruh.
Just as they say that, OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN runs out of his
house to his sculpture speaking Chinese. Old Man Lee
Mortigan massages it on the ground.
DOOK
What is he doing?
BRAIN
The old $15 mall massage on it, I
think...
OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN
What am I doing? What are you
doing? This is from my home. It the
sculpcha of the Taiwan Sea Fish.
Oh, fuck. Oh, shit.
Old Man Lee Mortigan speaks Chinese.
DOOK
How much did cost, sir?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
23.
OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN
One thousand and 500 hundred and
fifty fye dollars.
Old Man Lee Mortigan BOOHOOS VERY HARD.
OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN
And you
(pointing at Brain)
and you
(pointing at Dook)
owe it to me.
DOOK
One thousand and 500 hundred and
fifty fye dollars. Yeah, I got it.
(he turns to Brain freaked
out)
Shit! How can I tell my mom about
this?!
BRAIN
Chill, dude.
Old Man Lee Mortigan holds what’s left of the mail box
structure in his arms.
DOOK
Okay, sir. You can stop your
worrying. Me and my friend are
going to pay you back.
BRAIN
Me too, nigga?!
DOOK
Yeah, nigga. You drove my ride.
BRAIN
Oh, my Gosh...
Brain is so frustrated.
DOOK
(he nods his head repeatedly)
Yeah, you got it right, homey.
Don’t make me straight Judge Judy
yo’ ass.
OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN
STOP IT! You and you... Get off of
my lawn!
(to Dook)
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
24.
OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN (cont’d)
You, black boy, just better give me
your information so we can settle
this RIGHT NOW!
Dook and Brain run off Old Man Lee Mortigan’s lawn and stand
on the sidewalk.
DOOK
No problem.
Dook reaches to hand Old Man Lee Mortigan a good homemade
business card.
OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN
(to Brain)
And you! Your info?
BRAIN
I don’t have any info for you. You
can reach me through my homey.
OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN
You better give up info or I’ll
grab my ginsu sword and slice your
little pee wee off YOU LITTLE RUNT
BASTARD.
BRAIN
Oh, shit! It’s 555-3453.
OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN
No dude! It’s Mr. Lee Mortigan to
you.
OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN grabs the pen from his pocket protector
and writes it on the back of that paper card. Dook and Brain
whisper to each other as they go back to the truck.
BRAIN
(to Dook)
Let’s be out. Bruce Lee’s half
brother is serious.
DOOK
Yeah, and let me drive this time.
BRAIN
No shit. Damn, how can I tell my
mom about this?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
25.
DOOK
Don’t.
OLD MAN LEE MORTIGAN
Good, little black boys. Get off my
lawn and don’t come back until you
have my moolah!
Old Man Lee Mortigan grabs a nearby twig and breaks it in
half with his knee while yelling like Bruce Lee.
BRAIN
Watch it with the Willow wand
stick, my nigga.
Dook and Brain are already backing out to go home by the
time Old Man Lee Mortigan has that final fit.
INT. DOOK’S PICK-UP TRUCK - NIGHT
DOOK
(he says out the window to Old
Man Lee Mortigan)
Yeah, we got you sir.
BRAIN
I got his daughter. Talk about
Euthanasia... You know how I like
them Asian hoes.
DOOK
Shut up, nigga, damn. Always joking
and shit! Now, how are we gonna pay
for that man’s mailbox now?
BRAIN
Nigga, fuck the money! How are you
going to hide this from your mom?
DOOK
I’ll just park it on the right side
of the garage. I’ll buy a car tarp
to fit it. Stop bringing up my mom,
tool! I’ll handle this!
BRAIN
My nigga, I’m trying help YOU out.
Who wants an ass whoopin’, bitch?
Dook hits the steering wheel with a fist.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
26.
DOOK
Damn, this is a load of bull! You
couldn’t watch for Skelly’s car
just a little more?
BRAIN
Don’t go there, bro. That’s just
how it went down. I swerved when
you jumped in the truck. Anyways,
nigga please! I’m looking out for
you. Now, I think we should sell
our clothes and...
DOOK
Not everyone has outfits like you,
Brain.
BRAIN
Don’t be mad. Nigga, I’ve never had
a job before. My parents take care
of my shit.
DOOK
See that’s your problem. You lack
responsibility.
BRAIN
Oh really, Well how the hell do you
suppose we pay for this man’s shit,
Mr. Damn Do It All?
DOOK
Check this. We can hold a wet
t-shirt contests with the
cheerleaders... Nah. No R. Kelly
scandals. Maybe we can do a
concert...
EXT. ROAD - NIGHT
They drive.
BRAIN
You mean with that rapping shit we
do?
DOOK
It could be a talent show and we
can headline it. We charge $10 a
head, put Ieena Wettina the Vixen
on the flyer for no reason at all
except for kicks, and we in that
bitch for real.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
27.
BRAIN
You shady dog.
DOOK
It’s a thought. Plus, when did you
EVER have to work to make real
money? Let me think of a backup
plan and handle this.
BRAIN
Like what, Dook?
DOOK
We should throw a PARTY to recoup
that money! All we need is a venue,
some flyers, and the rest is us,
plus we can rap at it.
BRAIN
Stop dreaming. How are you going to
get all that shit from nothing?
DOOK
I got some MONEY. You got some
MONEY. We’ll just pull it together.
Then we get the profit from the
party and that’s it. I did that one
bash earlier this year and that was
cool. So why not?
(pointing back)
We’ll pay Big Trouble in Little
China back in no time.
BRAIN
Really? I don’t know, Dook. I got
my uncle to pay...well, nawww.
Well, I got that money from
Christmas...well, nawww; spent that
on a bike and bought shoes on a
bitch. Come to think of it... I
ain’t got SHIT to pay. What you got
planned?
DOOK
This nigga. I’m thinking all we
need is a big fucking venue, a load
of these hot ass females around
this school, a nice flyer with
Ieena Wettina the Vid Vixen, and
some good promotion by us. I’ll
come up with the plans by tomorrow.
You know I’m good for it.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
28.
BRAIN
Cool. Hit me up with it. I’m sure
we can work something out and have
some fun at the same time, nigga.
Now let’s get home.
DOOK
Yeah, homey. Just don’t tell your
parents yet. Shit, or not at all.
A beat.
BRAIN
Got it. But yo, what kind of name
is Mortigan for a Chinese man,
anyway?
DOOK
I dunno, must be part of witness
protection program or something.
Probably told on somebody tryna
take his rice noodles or some shit.
I dunno.
BRAIN
With your overworking ass...
Brain pats Dook on the back.
BRAIN
(to Dook)
Look. We got this.
ESTABLISHING - HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
Bayside High type of school. Clean, manicured, lawn. Mascot
on the sign. Lion.
INT. HIGH SCHOOL - CAFETERIA - DAY
Dook slams his plans in front of Brain at the lunch table
the next day. We see the blueprint for a flyer.
INSERT - FLYER
"PARTY AT FEBRUARY AT NOON @ 9 till 12 AM! WOMEN FOR NOTHIN’
AND GUYS FOR $3. BRING YOUR BUZZ AND GIRLS BRING THA FUZZ!"
BACK TO SCENE.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
29.
DOOK
We charge the men three dollars,
the women free all FUCKIN’ night.
BRAIN
What? What are you talking about?
DOOK
The party. I stayed up all last
night working it out.
BRAIN
Okay, cool. What’s that shit with
the price, though? Hoes gotta ante
up too.
DOOK
Naw, naw. It’s to bring more
bitches in. Then fellas come to see
the women. You can’t go wrong with
this.
Brain nods in agreement.
INT. HIGH SCHOOL - HALLWAY WITH LOCKERS ON BOTH SIDES - DAY
Brain and Dook walk down the hallway. "The Show" by Doug E.
Fresh starts to play. Suggestion, yes? Maybe?
BRAIN
Okay, so me and you are gonna put
it down at the show. I’m rapping
and you’re DJing. Who else can we
have for staff at this shit?
DOOK
Mmmm, I don’t know yet, but I’ve
had some in mind. I thought about
my girl, Jamey.
BRAIN
Oh, her...with the tongue ring.
(he asks reluctantly)
Why her?
DOOK
First, she helped me at the last
bash I threw. Then, she be helping
me on the hookups with the females.
Her freaky ass knows women like me.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
30.
BRAIN
You know what I wanna know, though?
Is she a dyke?
DOOK
Yeah, and she’s cool. She likes to
dress like us and she wears nice
shit. She’s just like you.
BRAIN
Whatever, nigga. You know what they
say about hoes with tongue rings.
DOOK
What?
BRAIN
Don’t play me dumb, fool. I’m just
saying her breath smells like she
took a squirt to the mouth. That’s
all I’m sayin’.
When Brain finishes talking, he does a jack off motion and
pretends to squirt the pretend semen on Dook. Joke.
DOOK
Oh, nooouuu!
He jumps on Brain in horseplay and then they fall over in
the middle of the hallway.
INT. HIGH SCHOOL - SCIENCE LAB - DAY
Brain’s face with a white cold compress on his right eye.
"The Show" by Doug E. Fresh fades out. Brain and Dook in a
lab classroom. It’s the typical type of lab with flasks and
those water spouts.
BRAIN
And the spot? What about that?
DOOK
The February at Noon. I told you
this. Pay attention.
Dook is interrupted by MR. MOORE in the front of the
classroom. He’s a nerdy and not-so-handsome teacher. He’s
6’2, walks with his ass out, and wears thick glasses. He
also has a son in this same class named Greg.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
31.
MR. MOORE
Hey, Darrel. Please turn around and
face the class, there. We wouldn’t
want you to miss out on today’s big
ol’ lesson, there. You got a good
seat to hear me, there.
Dook gives Brain a signal that they’ll talk after class and
he turns around. Mr. Moore tends to his conversation that he
was having with MR. MORTON before he talked to Dook. Mr.
Morton talks normal compared to Mr. Moore.
MR. MOORE
You know I used to do the same
thing at the oil field, there.
MR. MORTON
Really? Which field did you work
at?
MR. MOORE
Ah, man, that one over there in
Grove Land where the open land is,
there.
MR. MORTON
Oh, yeah?
MR. MOORE
Yeahhhh, man! We did it up back
then with the Troops on.
He does a sorry and weak Heisman Trophy man stance.
MR. MOORE
Watch out! Yeah, we were so good
back in them days. Boy we used to
tear up those fields; us and those
guys.
MR. MORTON
Oh yeah?
MR. MOORE
Yeahhhhh!
MR. MORTON
Okay, I’m gonna let you get back to
class.
MR. MOORE
Yeaahhhh! I’ll call you after work,
man. Have a good day, now.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
32.
The class chuckles at the way Mr. Moore talks. Mr. Moore is
ignorant of the laughs as he grabs some papers to hand out
to the class. He then calls on Greg, his son.
MR. MOORE
Son Greg, please hand out this
assignment to the class for the
lesson, there.
GREG
(embarrassed)
Okay, Dad.
Greg is actually a fly dude. He wears Gucci shoes, Gucci
shades, Fendi shirts, and Georgio Armani pants. Kind of like
Brain.
Greg hands out the papers down the isle of tables.
STUDENT #1
Greg, why do you wear Gucci this,
Fendi that and your dad wears
JCPennyshit?
GREG
Shut up, man.
STUDENT #2
Yo, Greg. Why you wearing them
expensive ass shoes and your dad is
wearing New Balances?
Then we see Taylor, a bulky, built jock.
TAYLOR
Cuz his dad is cheap. Fuckin’
twisted.
A number of students in class have a real good laugh at
Greg’s expense.
TAYLOR
He needs a "new balance" on his
paycheck. Broke ass nigga.
STUDENT #1
What sane women would have a son
with Mr. Moore, anyway? Yuck!
GREG
Oh, have your fun. Have your effin’
fun.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
33.
Dook has joined in laughing a little too. He sneakily turns
around to Brain who’s working on his assignment very hard.
DOOK
(he whispers)
Yo, the spot could be the February
at Noon Mansion, bro. We’ll stop by
that hoe today.
BRAIN
Bet. Think my Aunt got married
there. I think...
Dook goes over more of the party details with Brain and
Brain is excited and learning. We don’t hear anything from
this point.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - DRIVEWAY - DAY
Dook and Brain drive up to the mansion. The driveway is huge
and a semi-circle.
DOOK
This is it.
BRAIN
Nice choice.
They get out the truck and walk to the door. They tease each
other tackling and rough housing until they get to the door.
DOOK
Knock.
BRAIN
No, you knock.
DOOK
Loser. You go back there and watch
a nigga work, peon.
Brain puts his hand up and motions to Dook to do this thing.
Dook knocks on the door. They wait some seconds and THE
OWNER (55), a black proper butler type business man, answers
the door.
THE OWNER
C’hello. What can I do for you
tuh-day?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
34.
DOOK
We wanna throw a party at ya
mansion. What the deal on it?
The Owner doesn’t understand.
THE OWNER
The deal on it? My mortgage is none
of your business if that’s what you
mean, sir.
DOOK
No, I mean, what up with me holding
a party at ya building? I have the
money, what up now?
Dook pulls out a roll of two hundred and fifty dollars in
twenties and now The Owner is very attentive.
THE OWNER
Hmmm, well it’s four hundred for a
night. Half is due now and the
other half is due...later.
DOOK
Man, I’m sure that’d be cool...for
a damn ball player. But look at
here, say we pay that thing in
installments of twenty dollas a
week starting right now. I have the
funds. Beat that, Mr. Proprieta.
The owner backs up and SLAMS the door in Dook’s face. HARD.
DOOK
(he whispers as and he turns
away)
Oh, shit.
Brain saw the whole thing happen and he’s LAUGHING
HYSTERICALLY.
BRAIN
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!
You need to work on your people
skills, homey. Nigga came up here
talkin’ bout, "We wanna thro a
potty at ya mansion. What the deal
on it?"
DOOK
You think you can do better, my
nigga?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
35.
BRAIN
Yeah.
DOOK
And why’s that?
BRAIN
My family are businessmen. Just
comes naturally...
DOOK
Then handle up, stupid.
BRAIN
Hell yeah, watch a pro work it out.
DOOK
That only happened ’cause I haven’t
dealt with his kind...
BRAIN
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
DOOK
For real.
Brain steps up as Dook steps down near to where Brain was.
Brain knocks on the door. The owner opens up again.
THE OWNER
(annoyed)
What do you little hoodlum rascals
want this time, sir?
BRAIN
Sir, we don’t want anything but to
throw a nice private function at
your beautiful white establishment.
We have funding set aside from our
own investing and we just want to
do good business. Good impressive
business with our ambassadors and
cronies. Now is that so wrong?
THE OWNER
What’s wrong is the way James Brown
Jr. talks to me.
BRAIN
I apologize for his actions. You
see, his dad dropped him in a
toilet of his own urine when he was
little trying to potty train him.
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
36.
BRAIN (cont’d)
It just got all in his ear, melted
into his head and he hasn’t been
right ever since. That’s why he’s
so ignorant. Please forgive him. We
would still like to hold an event
at your beautiful white mansion.
THE OWNER
Well, I see nothing wrong with
that. Help your friend out next
time will you. Let me show you
around.
The Owner opens the door for Brain and Dook.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - DAY
THE OWNER
What you see now, young men, is the
main room. It’s perfect. It’s has a
big open space with windows at the
back of it. The back has a small
fancy shed. It’s perfect to fill up
and party like it’s 1999.
The Owner then leads them upstairs.
THE OWNER
This is the second level, The
Penthouse, as you young jiggy folk
would say.
DOOK
Cool.
The Owner faces them.
THE OWNER
Now, it’s six hundred for the night
and you have to set up and clean.
Any questions?
From above we see that the mansion is beautiful. It’s
reminiscent of the Beverly Hillbillie’s Mansion, but it’s
mostly white.
Brain looks at Dook.
BRAIN
We’ll take it!
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
37.
DOOK
WHAT?!
BRAIN
We’ll take it!
THE OWNER
Fine. Half the payment is accepted
now and the rest is paid the day of
the party.
BRAIN
Fine.
Dook quickly pulls Brain aside and whispers very angrily to
him.
DOOK
What the fuck are you doing? I
don’t think we can afford that.
It’s not in my budget.
BRAIN
Relax, I got this.
Brain turns to The Owner and pulls out his credit card.
BRAIN
You take African-American Express?
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - DRIVEWAY - DAY
Dook follows Brain outside explaining what he just did was
outrageous.
DOOK
What the fuck did you just do?
BRAIN
Chill, I just had a credit card my
mom’s had lying around that I
applied for. Some niggas got fake
IDs, I have a credit card. No big
whoop.
DOOK
But that’s too much money. We need
beer, lights, food.
BRAIN
So what you wanna do?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
38.
DOOK
Nigga, ain’t no taking that back
now. We’ll just have to pay back
the rest in cash from the party.
BRAIN
I know. So what are you worrying
about?
DOOK
What the hell? I’m not worrying. We
just have to put everything into
packing this party up. That’s it!
Dumb ass...
BRAIN
(he’s sarcastic)
You mad? You mad?
EXT. MERRYWOOD STREET - DAY
Brain goes wild.
BRAIN
I gotta pay that bullshit back!
Because that credit card decision was a very big mistake.
While he’s sitting on bench near a newsstand he’s got
classified ads, local news pages, and some business cards
that he’s frantically looking through in his binder.
Brain then runs down the block so anxious because he’s never
spent so much money at one time. He goes into various
businesses asking if they’re hiring. He runs to a dry
cleaners, a Chinese OWNED restaurant, and a hospital.
All the workers there decline. He finally sees a posting on
a pole.
INSERT - POSTING
"WAYFORD ESTATES SEEKING HOST TO SHOW SPACIOUS HOUSES.
$13/HOUR Starting W/O EXPERIENCE. PAID DAILY."
BACK TO SCENE.
BRAIN
Easy, classic money.
Brain grabs the paper sliver from the ad.
39.
INT. BRAIN’S HOUSE - BRAIN’S ROOM - DAY
Brain dials the number on his Blackberry and it rings.
BRAIN
I’ll handle this.
MISSY answers. She’s black. Cute.
INTERCUT as needed.
MISSY
Wayford Estates. How may I help
you?
BRAIN
Yes, ma’am. I wanted to inquire
about a posing on Merrywood that
had a listing for a host.
MISSY
Oh, yes. Tell me about yourself in
30 seconds...
BRAIN
Well... I consider myself a person
of the people and I also stay in a
house...a nice house
(he looks on his second Hyperx
and puts Wayford Estates in
the NEXT browser)
similar to the types that your
company sells. Plus, I consider
myself a people person and a good
speaker. A lyrical mastermind.
The Wayford Estates super-site comes up.
MISSY
Oh, really. Well you sure sound
like you know something about real
estate. Well, seeing that today’s
Monday and I hold off on interviews
until the end of the week, why
don’t we set up an interview on
Thursday at 9:00 AM.
BRAIN
Ohhh, I may not be able to do
Thursday.
(lying)
I have this appointment with the
counselor of Yale University at
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
40.
BRAIN (cont’d)
8:30 to check my senior status. Do
you have a sooner, more readily
A-P-P-T?
MISSY
Ummm, Yale, eh? I can do Wednesday
at 8am. That’s all I can do.
BRAIN
Coo...I mean no problem. I’ll see
you then.
MISSY
I’ll see you, too.
Missy hangs up the phone. Brain is excited.
BRAIN
(turns to the camera)
Ooooh, you have to tell lies to be
the best rapper. Missy seemed a
little cute, though. She seemed
like she may be feeling a playa’s
vo-cals.
(playfully massaging his
throat)
Time to practice in this studio,
then. I do this, playa.
Brain preps. Turns on the ProTools, picks a beat with a
dance sample from a folder called Dook’s Done Tracks, and
goes straight into the studio. To the mic.
BRAIN
(rapping)
Women, girls, and chicks/Which one
out the sea of fish should I pick/
Hot topics about lips, hips, and
licks If she’s willing to dip/ I’m
ready to sit/ I’ll love how she
bobs like she got whiplash/ Taking
it in, meeting my pubes with her
lash/ It’ll be a beautiful thang/
Humming like colorful birds in the
spring/ Making me wanna get her a
bigole ring/ Ask to promise to
never leave me like Yao Ming/
She’ll simply, without compare,
make my heart sing I’ll be her
chocolate king, she’ll be my
caramel queen/ Together we’ll make
a Milky Way in the steam/ Fucking
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
41.
BRAIN (cont’d)
like we’ve never dreamed/ Together
we’ll make a wonderful team/
Reeling off thoughts of you in the
sea
(turns to the camera)
Yeah, I got this shit.
INT. HIGH SCHOOL - COMPUTER ROOM - DAY
DOOK
It’s time for the business!
He grabs his computer notebook and shows the message he
wants one of his girlfriends, Misah, to send out to the
school’s computer systems. It’s the new digital flyer for
the party and it has the same message as the blueprint he
showed Brain at the cafeteria, but it’s glossier. In
addition, we see that it now reads:
"DJ Dook IS THE SPINNING THE HITS
W/ PERFORMANCES BY BRAIN da
Mastermind! A PHOTOGRAPHER WILL BE
ON SITE SO LOOK GREAT AND DON’T
HATE. Fuck Peace. We got a Lease!
Location: February @ Noon."
He gives that Hyperx Super Flashdrive with the message on it
to Lisa who sits across from him.
DOOK
Yo, Lisa, you got me?
LISA
I got you, Dook. Big head...
We see Lisa insert the drive, type up the message on the
prompt as she reads it from the paper and press send with
one finger. Dook peeps over.
LISA
Next is the AIME messages.
DOOK
Cool as hell. Thanks baby. You get
in free.
Dook gives her a peck on the cheek and SHE COOS.
42.
INT. HIGH SCHOOL - GYM - DAY
It’s 3:45 PM on the clock in front of the gym. It’s five
minutes until the high school lets out. We see Dook send a
Super-text to a friend. We see the whole text conversation.
DOOK
Now we got flyer distribution.
Dook texts.
INSERT - MESSAGE
"Hey, JAMEY! IN 5 min. we fIll this hall with flyers. Git
ready!".
INT. HIGH SCHOOL - HOME ECONOMICS ROOM - DAY
We see JAMEY (17). She sits in her Fashion Class as she gets
the supertexts. She’s a nice-looking butch lesbian. She’s
5’5 and has a slim build. She’s just as fashion conscious as
Brain and she’s a sneaker freak. We don’t see her sneakers
just yet. She returns the text as soon as she gets it.
Jamey texts.
INSERT - MESSAGE
"IM SO ready, fam.".
INT. HIGH SCHOOL - HALLWAY WITH LOCKERS ON BOTH SIDES - DAY
As soon as the BELL RINGS, we see Dook dart out of his door
with a box and flyers in his hand. JUMPS AND SCREAMS!
INT. HIGH SCHOOL - VARIOUS HALLS - DAY
He hands out his flyer to the students as they go to their
lockers, at their lockers, as they go the restroom, the gym,
and everything as they head out of the front door.
Some of the flyers are already placed at the water fountains
and bulletin boards like class president signs. Dook’s on
his business game. Dook races to the outside front entrance
of the high school with his flyers. Stands there.
43.
EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - FRONT DOOR - DAY
We see the front doors of a high school and the students
come out of it. Dook is already there with a big box of
flyers beside him as Jamey comes with her smaller box. Dook
and Jamey both have some flyers in their hands. They hand
them to the students and do their "spill".
Jamey hands out flyers and she hands out more to the pretty
girls that respond to her. She’s confident with herself.
DOOK
Party at the Mansion on Friday! See
me girls.
JAMEY
(to the pretty girls)
See me too. Party at the Big
Mansion on Friday.
They hand out all of their flyers until their done and pick
up the boxes. They walk to the nearby parking lot where
Brain is waiting with his small black Hyperx Bike by Dook’s
ride and texting on his HYPERX phone.
EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - PARKING LOT - DAY
Jamey and Dook meet Brain at his bike.
JAMEY
Alright, Dook. Looks like we’ll
have a bigger crowd this time.
DOOK
Fa’ sho.
(to Brain)
Tha shit’s over. We killed it.
BRAIN
(arrogant)
Cool, then.
Brain is kind of arrogant.
DOOK
(to Brain)
Ha! And this is Jamey, B.
JAMEY
(to Brain)
What up, kid?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
44.
Brain keeps on messaging. He just barely acknowledges Jamey.
Jamey is immediately offended.
JAMEY
(to Dook)
What’s up with your boy? I said,
"What Up".
BRAIN
(to Jamey)
I’m texting...
DOOK
Chill, he’s cool ’lil mama.
JAMEY
(to Dook)
I’m not your ’lil mama. I’m gay and
yo..
(to Brain)
You can’t speak and I just got done
promoting for your party?
BRAIN
Skillum.
JAMEY
Skillum? What the fuck does that
mean?
BRAIN
It’s a new word. It’s means so-The
Fuck-what...Loser.
Jamey looses her mind now.
JAMEY
Didn’t that nigga see me shout and
shit?!! Thafuck! I ain’t scared to
hit a fake-ass Kanye!
DOOK
(he laughs)
I don’t know.
JAMEY
Eff you. Didn’t this man see me
promote this party like it was my
graduation from this bitch?
BRAIN
Okay, and?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
45.
JAMEY
You don’t appreciate what the real
sich-i-ation
(she means situation)
is without us?
BRAIN
What the hell? You just hand out
the paper and they come.
JAMEY
Nah, cat. It’s not like that. I
gets down for my shit. See the way
I shout?
BRAIN
Yeah, but I’m on the flyer so
they’re mainly coming because of me
and my man, Dook. You’re a trash
mongler.
JAMEY
Nigga, please! Your rich boy ass
needs to wake up before I wake you
up.
BRAIN
Shut your Bahamadia wanna-be ass
up.
JAMEY
Biiiiiitch, who are you calling
Bahamadia with ya Urkle goggles on.
BRAIN
Whoever is talkin’ shit to me right
now, obviously, just going off...
JAMEY
See, and that’s why you don’t have
a girlfriend. You always talkin’
shit about to punched in your damn
jaw. I swear you try to dress
better than the chicks I date. I
fuckin’ swear!
BRAIN
You’ze a hoe! And don’t cut me off
again. I swear your edge up more
crispier than frosted flakes. It’s
GReeEEAT!
(he does an impression of Tony
the Tiger)
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
46.
BRAIN (cont’d)
Damn near lookin’ better than mine.
Ya dreds look better than Rasta
Jerry with your manly ass.
Rasta Jerry! Dook cuts up LAUGHING! Jamey gets mad and then
cools down.
JAMEY
Hoe?! You know what? I’mma chill,
because you’re so immature. You
really must be alone a lot, because
you have no game.
BRAIN
Negroe, please. Grow some balls.
Dook just stands there LAUGHING.
JAMEY
You know what? Nuh-uh. I’m out.
Jamey walks in the opposite direction of Brain and Dook
stops laughing.
DOOK
(to Jamey)
Yo, wait up!
Dook runs after Jamey.
JAMEY
Nah, hell nah.
DOOK
Wait, wait, wait.
He hops in front of Jamey.
EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - SIDE OF PARKING LOT - DAY
Dook pleads.
DOOK
Stop. I want you to be a part of
this party.
JAMEY
You trippin’. You see me and Dook
don’t get along. And you? You do
nothing about it.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
47.
DOOK
Okay. I’m sorry. Brain’s my boy
from way back. He gets like that
and I’m used to it. That’s all. I
really want you to be a part of
this party. Your style is a must.
Dook’s worried.
JAMEY
Only if we’re separate. I can’t
stand him.
DOOK
It’s his party, too.
JAMEY
Then I’m out.
DOOK
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
I’ll bargain with you. Okay...
Since you obviously like money and
shit with those fly shoes you wear,
I’ll let you handle the door and
take the money. Then I’ll slide you
10% of the profit. You’re the only
one other than me and Dook getting
paid now.
JAMEY
(she thinks about it)
Hmmm...No matta what?
DOOK
No matta what. My word is my bond.
JAMEY
Bet. You got it.
DOOK
Okay, now let’s get going. We gotta
put these boxes up.
Jamey and Dook leave for their rides and then we see Skelly
and his crew in his car from up the street. Sneakin’.
Peepin’. Ooooh.
48.
INT. SKELLY’S 2000 SUBARU - DAY
Skelly in the driver’s seat and Marcus is on the passenger
side. Butch in the back middle seat.
BUTCH
Yeah, I told you this is the school
Dook went to.
SKELLY
Yeah, good work, Butch.
MARCUS
Yeah, Sara goes here. She ain’t
call me back since that party,
though.
SKELLY
Nigga, fuck her. How many hoes we
know between the three of us?
MARCUS
A lot, but I liked her. I hope she
calls back, though.
SKELLY
Nigga, grow some niggy-nuts. You
got us. I’m ya real homey. Butch is
ya nigga, too. Listen to me. I got
experience, plus I don’t have a
diploma. That’s why I keep y’all
smart boys with me.
Skelly puffs on his weed and coughs hard. Marcus looks at
Skelly smoking his blunt and getting faded. Skelly hands the
blunt to Marcus and he smokes it.
MARCUS
Yeah, I know Skelly. I don’t trust
girls and shit, but the way I
talked to her...man, whatever.
Girls are strange.
SKELLY
Hell yeah. You did right at that
party. Shit, she probably fuckin’
with that nigga Brain while you at
Alernative School. Step your pimp
game up. Don’t trust the bitches.
Believe me on that one.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
49.
MARCUS
Yeah. I guess you right.
SKELLY
You know I am. Smoke!
Skelly pulls up to where Dook was standing. Skelly hops out
and looks at a flyer that was left on the ground. Marcus and
Butch hop out as well. Marcus, blunt in hand on campus.
SKELLY
Now WHAT DO HAVE here?
(he picks up the flyer)
So the Dook wants to have his own
party?
BUTCH
Oh, shit. Let’s bum rush that
bitch!
SKELLY
Already, kid.
(he reads the flyer)
But look here.
MARCUS
What?
SKELLY
It’s gonna be at a mansion.
(beat)
Yeah, he’s gonna to see me in that
piece. That’s a promise and a
threat.
They turn around and get back into the car. Skelly and
Marcus in the front seats. Butch in the back.
SKELLY
So it’s gonna be on Friday night,
huh?
BUTCH
Oh, wait up Skelly. I got a dentist
appointment on that date, man.
SKELLY
Nah, you’ll be there if I have
anything to do with it.
BUTCH
Damn Skelly. You always bossin’
somebody.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
50.
SKELLY
(he’s annoyed)
Nigga, who’s ride you in now?
Skelly gives Butch sinister eyes through the rear view
mirror.
BUTCH
(he gulps)
Yours...
SKELLY
Motherfucker, who weed you always
smoking and never puttin’ in on?
BUTCH
Yours, man. Damn.
MARCUS
And the crispy fried chicken...
SKELLY
AND THE DAMN CHICKEN!!! You never
put in on the chicken, ever! You
helping us whether you like it or
not. Got that?
BUTCH
Yeah, Skelly.
(he looks down fearful)
You’re right.
SKELLY
The price is right motherfucker
with your cheap ass! Of course I
am.
(he turns to Butch)
Now shut up before I make you cum
laps!
MARCUS
Run laps?
SKELLY
Cum up niggas, squirt on dicks, MAN
YOU KNOW WHAT I’M TALKIN’ BOUT.
Shut UP! Both of you!
Skelly looks around to see if anybody saw him pick up the
flyer. Then he starts the engine and drives off.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
51.
MARCUS
(he laughs)
All I know is Brain is mos def
gonna be there, too. I don’t like
that asshole at all. I got
something for his ass when I see
him. I got more damage for him if I
see him with Sara though. That’s
just how it is gonna be.
SKELLY
Yeah, little nigga. Don’t let
motherfuckers take your girl and
leave you in the dirt. Handle your
beef.
MARCUS
Yeah. Damn, Skelly! That’s exactly
what I’mma do. I’mma take it to the
hood like you on that Urkle lookin’
bi-otch.
SKELLY
Right.
MARCUS
Right.
EXT. ROAD - DAY
Skelly drives off down the road.
SKELLY (O.S.)
It looks like we got our weekend
planned then.
EXT. THE CITY - NIGHT
We see Dook’s truck from above the city at first with Dook
driving and Brain riding in it. Then we see the truck with a
new black tarp covering the damaged hood and then we see
them in the car. The car still looks cool as hell.
BRAIN (O.S.)
That dent on the front of your ride
is FUCKED UP. Who can you get to
get to fix it?
52.
INT. DOOK’S PICK-UP TRUCK - NIGHT
Dook drives.
DOOK
My mom said she’ll get her mechanic
man to fix it. Gotta pay her back
soon as the party’s over.
BRAIN
Alright.
DOOK
I can’t believe she found out. I
tried to hide it as best as I
could. Damn, she’s smart sometimes.
No wonder how she keeps her mates
in check. Like mother like son, I
guess...
BRAIN
Ha, your mom and her boyfriends...
Wow!
DOOK
She said I just have to hold this
party and make it better than the
last one I did, though. Man, I got
so many people watching me now on
this. I just have to prove myself
on this one. Plus, all this stress
making me hungrier than Della Reese
at a hot dog eating contest. What’s
up on food tonight?
BRAIN
What’s up with that new restaurant
giving away the buffet?
DOOK
What? Ed’s Ice House?
BRAIN
Yeah, it’s new so why not?
DOOK
Get on some grown shit, dude. Let’s
go to Burger King.
BRAIN
Grown man, shit, no. Hungry man
shit, yes. That’s fine with me. I
got those those plans for the party
that you asked for, too.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
53.
DOOK
So what’s the plan, math wiz?
BRAIN
I done did the math, Dook. It’s six
bills for the mansion and 1,000
fifty-five bills for the mailbox,
right? That’s 1,700 hunnid
fifty-five we have to pay back
right there. Then we have to talk
about the people. Seeing that our
class is five hunnid and twenty
eight deep and there’s about two
hundred and sixty niggas in that
hoe, we can make up to $800 profit
and that’s figuring now. I ain’t
even added in the freshmen,
sophomores, and juniors.
DOOK
Yeah, okay. But the plan for that
is since I got all the cool kids
numbers then the simpletons are
gonna come, too.
BRAIN
That’s leadership ethics. You’ve
been studying?
DOOK
Just enough. I can’t fail. My old
lady is gonna flip. I gotta keep
this truck to make my trips.
BRAIN
Rhyming your words too? Nigga
that’s my shit.
DOOK
Whatever dude. I gotta keep the
bitches on me. It’s a certified
must. Trust.
BRAIN
There you go again.
DOOK
Your ego is loaded! Huge! Please.
BRAIN
Okay, then. I’m just making sure I
got this shit.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
54.
DOOK
Back to the party info, though. Any
more questions, Brain?
BRAIN
(he’s at his notebook again)
Who’s taking pictures?
DOOK
The high school paper photographer.
I called him today. You can jot
that down.
Brain writes that down in his rhyme book.
BRAIN
Nice. I think that’s about it...
They arrive at a new Super Wi-Fi Burger King.
INT. BURGER KING - NIGHT
It’s 7:35 PM. Brain and Dook stand behind an OLD SCHOOL MAN
at the Burger King. This man is obnoxious as hell and has a
soulful clothing style. He doesn’t match at all. His voice
is raspy too. The BURGER KING EMPLOYEE starts to take his
order.
BURGER KING EMPLOYEE
Hello. Welcome to Burger King, Home
of the Whopper, may I take your
order?
OLD SCHOOL MAN
I wanna cheeseburger with fried
onions, a dollar fry, and I want
light ketchup. And a small, free
ass watta.
(he belches)
Get me a tray, let’s get it good.
BURGER KING EMPLOYEE
So, that’s a cheeseburger with
fried onions, a value fry, with a
water.
OLD SCHOOL MAN
Yeah, a watta. Get me my tray.
Let’s get it good.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
55.
BURGER KING EMPLOYEE
Your total is $2.23.
The old school man hands the employee correct change.
BURGER KING EMPLOYEE
Okay, sir. Please step aside and
wait for your order.
OLD SCHOOL MAN
(to Dook and Brain)
I know this menu like the back of
my hand.
BRAIN
(sarcastically)
Okay, great.
Brain gives the old school man two sarcastic thumbs up.
DOOK
Yeah, that’s cool.
OLD SCHOOL MAN
Order the cheeseburger with fried
onions. Fuck the Whopper Jr. It’s
still the same dollar. All that
lettuce and shit on it will make
you think you’re eating like a
rabbit. I get over on these
peckerwoods.
DOOK
Alright, good job.
The old school man steps aside.
DOOK
Fuck the Whopper Jr.? What’d it do
to him?
BRAIN
He probably needs to lay of them
fried onions. Nigga’ll catch a
heart attack and bite the damn
dust.
DOOK
Brain?!
Dook looks at Brain strange this time.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
56.
BURGER KING EMPLOYEE
Hello, welcome to Burger King, Home
of the Whopper, may I take your
order?
DOOK
Yeah.
(to the Burger King Employee)
While my homeboy’s waiting I’ll
take the number five.
INT. BURGER KING - BOOTH - NIGHT
Brain and Dook sit at the table and eat. They both have
their laptops open, but we see Dook has a sleak Hyperx
laptop.
BRAIN
So what about food, Dook?
DOOK
We’re eating right now, Brain.
BRAIN
No, bitch. I mean for the party.
DOOK
Oh, shit. I’ll just hit up Food
Paradise and grab some drinks,
chips, you know...papers for the
stoners...the general stuff. I’m
good for the freebies since I
worked there.
BRAIN
Alright, then. It’s looks like we
got everything under control.
(he grabs his pad)
Promotion, check. Photographer,
check. Refreshments, check...
DOOK
Booties, dude, don’t forger
booties. The breezies got to be as
flyy as me.
Dook slicks his hair back with a free hand.
BRAIN
Freak nasty bootie dancing, check.
Okay, great. Now, I got this rhyme
I wanna drop on you.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
57.
DOOK
You always rhyming. You wrecked
that beat I gave you, right?
BRAIN
I did my thing, nigga!!!
DOOK
You nned to smoke for weed and
relax.
BRAIN
Shut up, fool. Chill. That reminds
me of somebody I
(he points at himself)
want to perform with for another
special show at the party.
DOOK
It’s Kanyeezy, ain’t it? Your mom
knows Yeezy. So cool. So sweet.
BRAIN
No, it’s a damn surprise. Now let
me do my song. I thought you do it
all; not know it all.
DOOK
Dude, wait. I’m finishing my food?
BRAIN
Well hurry up. It’s ill.
Dook finishes up his last fries and grabs his pencils.
DOOK
Let’s hear it.
Dook scratches the table with one of the pencils thinking
about a beat to give Brain.
DOOK
Okay, how’s this?
Dook gives Brain a wack beat.
BRAIN
Nah, another one.
He gives him yet another wack beat.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
58.
BRAIN
Nah, try again.
Dook tries again and he gets a HOT BEAT going. Brain starts
his rap that he’s worked on. He’s funny and he’s good.
BRAIN
(rapping)
I done came down and I’m ready for
some action/ I done came down tryna
fuck with reactions...
He continues and even mixes in a freestyle rap about his
surroundings and a bit about Burger King. He goes on for a
good minute and half and stops. Dook stops his beat abruptly
too.
DOOK
Ha, ha. My nigga.
Dook and Brain share a brief laugh. Dab.
BRAIN
But, nigga...you would never guess
who used to put it down like me.
DOOK
Who?
BRAIN
Check this out.
Brain dabbles on his keyboard and shows his mom, Engla, on a
Youtube web video rapping a hot song at a club. It’s a video
from 1991. Two rappers, Big Daddy D. and Wiz Mark, dance on
the side of her in custom "Dapper Dan" outfits.
DOOK
Yo,
(he laughs)
is that who I think it is.
BRAIN
Yes, fool. My mom, nigga.
DOOK
Tha hell? That’s kind of tight. Yo,
e-mail that to me.
BRAIN
No problem. This is between me and
you... She went hard back then.
Unstoppable.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
59.
DOOK
Yeah, I’mma keep it.
They dab.
EXT. WEIGHTS PARK - DAY
Skully does a bench press while Marcus and Butch watch.
SKULLY
I can’t fucking stand...doing
benches without music.
MARCUS
We ain’t got no boombox, doe.
SKULLY
Butch, make a beat!
Butch hastly beatboxes.
SKULLY
Yeah. Yeah, hoe. That’s what I’m
talma talkin’ ’bout.
MARCUS
You got a plan for this
installation infiltration?
SKULLY
No. We come up there, we rise, we
kick ass.
MARCUS
What about cops?
SKULLY
Fuck ’em.
MARCUS
Nosey neigbors?
SKULLY
Fuck ’em.
MARCUS
Three suspicious niggas with no
good in the soul at a mansion in a
2000 Subaru?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
60.
SKULLY
God got me.
BUTCH
(stops beatboxing)
What about us?
SKULLY
What about you?
BUTCH
I dunno.
SKULLY
God got it. Now shut up, goddammit.
MARCUS
I guess you right.
SKULLY
(stops benching and shows his
gun)
I make no mistakes.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - NIGHT
Vehicles fill the driveway of the mansion as the guests
start to arrive. They’re cool with their different vehicles.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - NIGHT
We see a light crowd in the party and people are just
starting to socialize. Dook spins a hot song.
DOOK
(on the microphone)
Eye it all. Have fun and enjoy
yourselves. I want to thank
everyone for coming out tonight.
Get your party on. My girl, Jamey,
is at the door taking your skrilla.
My dude, Brain, is preppin, for the
show. I’m the guy you wanna know.
What more could you ask fo’? Just
be good tonight, people. My
linebacker manning the stairs will
kick-your-ass. My girl, Jamey, also
knows karate. She will kick your
ass. AND me, Mr. Do It All can and
will kick your ass!
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
61.
Jamey and the FOOTBALL PLAYER at the door. The football
player is 6’4 and very stocky with a goatee and mustache.
Jamey is at the door taking money in her really fly sneakers
and we see the Football Player protecting the stairs. The
crowd shouts to Dook about his hair and how good the party
looks.
We see people in the latest fashions. Guys are in Obey
shirts, khaki shorts, fly shoes, and some in Gucci
(backbacks, scarves, etc.). Girls are in the sexiest
high-heels, gladiator sandals, fly shoes, short shorts, etc.
Break dancing ensues too.
The HIGH SCHOOL PHOTOGRAPHER starts taking pictures of
people and the dancing. Seen here and there throughout the
party.
INT. BRAIN’S HOUSE - BRAIN’S ROOM - NIGHT
He’s checking himself in the mirror in his flyest gear. He
knows he looks good. Then he turns to his desk.
BRAIN
Okay? I got to have the gum,
definitely the notebook...won’t
need that for too long, the
condoms, and my brush.
He puts these items into his Boss travel bag.
Just then Engla steps in Brain’s room.
ENGLA
Brian, hey?
(she looks him over)
Look at you. Wow, that reminds me
of my days in college. How many
girlfriends you have looking like
Special Ed?
BRAIN
Momma, you know I keep it cool with
my women. That’s how I gets down.
ENGLA
You are respecting those women like
I told you, right?
BRAIN
Yes, you know I am.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
62.
ENGLA
Okay, you just treat lady’s with
respect. And the freaks you need
to...
BRAIN
Forget. I know, mom. But, I have to
go. I’m hanging out with Dook
tonight. We’re just gonna be
chilling.
ENGLA
Okay, no worries on that. But hey,
before you go, your father and I
want to talk with you about those
scholarships and grants you can get
for school. It’s important. Right
after you’re done we want to see
you, okay?
BRAIN
Okay.
Engla leaves Brain’s room.
Brain then looks at his watch and we see that it’s 8:55 PM.
BRAIN
Damn. I gotta be on at 9:30. I
gotta check my crowd...
Dank calls Brain from downstairs.
DANK (O.S.)
(from downstairs)
Brian, get down here. Do you know
how important this situation is
now, boy?
BRAIN
Okay, I’ll be down.
(away from Dank in a whisper)
Nigga, please. I gotta go. PEACE
OUT.
INT. BRAIN’S HOUSE - STAIRCASE - NIGHT
Brain walks downstairs slowly. He passes the kitchen where
his mom and dad are talking about their day and he sneaks
out the door.
63.
EXT. BRAIN’S HOUSE - DRIVEWAY - NIGHT
He gets on his HYPERX Bike and rides away. Dank hears his
son’s cycle moving out the driveway and he races outside. He
sees him roaring down the street. He chases him just a bit
beyond the driveway.
DANK
Brian! Boy, you get back here right
now!
ENGLA
Baby, what’s wrong?
DANK
It’s Brian. He left.
ENGLA
(confused)
What the hell?
Hands on her hip.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - NIGHT
Jamey takes the money at the door. She also checks out the
chicks, too.
FEMALE PARTY GOER
Here you go.
JAMEY
Cool, get your ass in.
MALE PARTY GOER
Just three dollars?
JAMEY
Yeah, get your ass in. And you
better hold your girl ’for she
leaves with me.
Party girl is a little interested.
PARTY GIRL
(to Jamey)
Heyyyyyy.
MALE PARTY GOER
Lay off of it.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
64.
JAMEY
No, YOU lay off of it. Boy, you
still couldn’t lick it down like me
if ya tongue was a belt sander.
Move on.
MALE PARTY GOER
Nigga, please.
The male party goer walks into the party with his date. Then
we see a real cute kid, TED, that’s dressed in skater
clothes go up to Jamey and pull on her shirt. It’s Dook’s
kid helper and his little intern.
TED
Yo, I’m helpin’ Dook with his set
tonight. He wanna know how the door
is doing?
JAMEY
It looks like we’re up to about two
hundred and fifty right now. That’s
just from looking at this shit.
I’ll give you a better result when
these last motherfuckers stop
coming in.
TED
Alright, bet. Dook say don’t trust
a bitch.
The kid helper runs back to the DJ booth.
JAMEY
That nigga Dook really does do it
all. Damn!
DOOK
(on the microphone)
Yo, get your two-step on. I’m
watching y’all out there.
Dook continues to spin his records. He puts on a dance song.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - SIDE OF THE DANCE FLOOR - NIGHT
Two teams of dancers challenging each other to dance. They
do break dancing and the crowd cheers them on. Two dancers
out of the group CECIL and JAKE battle.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
65.
We, then, see a lonesome nerdy guy, HARRY (15), on the wall
with his fancy mohawk. It’s medium length and it’s colored
red. His face has severe acne, though. That’s what’s makes
him slightly unattractive. He’s sipping on a bottleneck and
enjoying himself.
Then we see a real hot girl, MAY (17), looking at him from
across the room and talking with her equally hot girlfriends
about him.
MAY
(waving at Malcolm)
Hey!
May walks over to Harry and stands in front of him.
HARRY
Hey, what’s going on?
MAY
Me and my friends were just over by
the DJ booth and we saw you. What
IS your name?
MALCOLM
It’s Malcolm QT. I’mma genius. And
yours?
MAY
It’s May. Like the month.
MALCOLM
It’s a cute name for fine looking
girl like yourself.
Malcolm rubs his face like he’s cute, but May kinda likes
his confidence.
MAY
Mmmm, well Malcolm QT. You sure
have a nice style going on. I’m
definitely feeling this Mohawk.
May touches his hair and Dook switches the song to a SLOW
STRIPPER ANTHEM.
MALCOLM
Thanks, I just got it cut. It’s so
edgy. I got it for just 25 dollars.
Even with all the designs...
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
66.
MAY
(she interrupts)
Do you like this song?
MALCOLM
Yeah. What about you?
MAY
You’ll see. Come here.
She grabs him by his forearm, and leads him to the dance
floor. She grabs a chair on the way. She sits the chair down
in the middle of the floor. She positions Malcolm in front
of it and sits him down. She turns around and we see her big
curvaceous butt sit on Malcolm’s lap and she begins her
dance.
MALCOLM
Woah! These are new jeans!
The crowd separates from them and watches on. They chant
wildly. May has the nicest body a high school guy could
dream of. Her figure is perfect. Her finger nails are done
too. She’s an all out heartbreaker. She starts grinding on
him and she calls on one of her nearby friends to help.
May unloosens her shirt buttons to get comfortable. Her
friend grabs her by her hands as she backs up on his groin.
They’re almost having sex, except with their clothes on. She
finishes and leans her back on Malcolm’s chest. Malcolm
backs off a little, because he’s about to loose his fucking
mind.
MALCOLM
Oh, my!
MAY
Gotta Trojan?
MALCOLM
Yeah... It’s from Randall’s
Flagship...
MAY
Come on.
She takes his arm, immediately.
67.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - NIGHT
Brain has already parked his bike and he quickly gets off.
He runs to the front door of the mansion.
BRAIN
(to Jamey)
You know what’s up.
JAMEY
Yeah, Dook waiting on you. Get
there.
Jamey and Brain give each other ugly looks.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
Brain jogs up to the DJ booth and goes to the side of Dook.
Sara is with her girls when she sees Brain. We see her
talking about him with her friend. Brain approaches.
BRAIN
So what’s up with me, now?
DOOK
You’re up after these songs. I put
a song up until you arrived. You
ready for our set, boy?
BRAIN
Ready as ever. I got the tracks you
made right here. He hands Dook the
CD of tracks.
DOOK
You ready?
DOOK
Always.
BRAIN
Bet... Now damnnnnn, look at these
girls?
DOOK
Ha, ha, ha. I’m already on my
fourth number.
Brain and Dook scope out the girls at the party. They spot
two adults who are in the crowd, LACEY and KAYLA. Lacey is a
pretty girl at the party in a sun dress with straps that
show her cleavage and back. She’s also in a crowd with
Kayla. Kayla’s a pretty girl too.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
68.
BRAIN
I like Lacey,
(he points to her)
but look at the hair on her neck.
It’s connecting to the hair on her
back.
While Brain says that previous line, we see Lacey and it
actually does look like a grizzly bear is attached to her
back. She’s so hairy. She’s still a hot girl, no doubt. She
also doesn’t have a bra on.
DOOK
Yeah, she cute as all get out too;
lookin’ like a Scandinavian Hela
monster. I was thinking the same
damn thang.
BRAIN
Yeah, nigga! Fuck a mohak, She
gotta BACK-Hawk. And...Oh, oh,
shit! Check out Kayla. I call her
every Friday to see what’s hap’nin
on the Top 40. She always wearing
sandles and got the Poppy-corns.
While Brain says that previous line, we see Kayla’s feet in
gladiator sandles and she has really bad corns. She looks
like she’s never had a pedicure and her ankles are very dry.
DOOK
Hahahahahaha. Nigga, you wilin’!
BRAIN
Naw, but this is the deal. I gave
Kayla a ride home from school one
day. I tried to bone and that’s the
only chick that held off on a
nigga. She think she’s hot shit
more than these other hoes, but
I’ll give her something on that.
She ain’t to be fucked over.
DOOK
Whatever. You talkin’ that Captain
Save-A-Hoe loverman shit. Now if
what you sayin’ is true, that’s the
type of hoe I’ll give space, but
when it’s time for that sex, I’mma
beat it up all over the place.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
69.
BRAIN
Yeah, if she let’s you.
DOOK
I know she’ll let me. Once she gets
a taste of this dick, I’ll always
be the main pick.
BRAIN
Hahahahaha.
DOOK
(taunting)
Oh, look. There goes your homegirl,
Sara.
Sara is seen waving on the side of the DJ booth. Brain waves
back. Dook goes back to what’s he doing.
BRAIN
(to Dook)
Yo, call me when you’re ready.
Brain waves Sara to come to the back of the DJ booth.
BRAIN
Wassup, Sara.
SARA
I just wanted to wish you luck
before you started your set.
BRAIN
Cool, it’s gonna be nice. I’ve been
practicing and preparing all week.
It’s good you’re here. Really.
SARA
Yeah, I came with my girls and I
told them I wanted to come see you.
I wanna see what got on the mic.
You’ve always beem smart.
BRAIN
Don’t worry about that. You know
I’ve been in this rap game for a
minute.
SARA
Yeah, you did have those big ol’
gold MC Hammer pants way back when.
If you wanted to be a popular
rapper, all you had to do was
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
70.
SARA (cont’d)
believe in you. I know what you can
do with your cute self. And not
do...And that’s outstanding. You do
you.
Sara puts her arms around his neck.
BRAIN
Ummm, so what about your dude?
(he get’s a little agitated at
Sara)
You were with him at the party. You
take his drinks. You ride in his
car. They say you kiss him?
SARA
Look at you up in my Kool-Aid?!
(she give him a playful slap)
We never were official. He bought
me to that last party and so I was
faithful when he had asked me to
leave with him. We’ve run our
course, though.
BRAIN
How, Sway?
SARA
I don’t do not boys wrong. I’m not
that kind of girl. I’m a nice girl.
I actually paid to get in.
Brain peeps at Jamey. She gives him the A-OK sign. Flashes a
$5 with lipstick.
Brain smiles at her.
SARA
Mama says just have fun right now.
I take heed to that.
BRAIN
Really?
SARA
Really.
(replying in a sexy tone)
If I choose you, you don’t have to
worry about nothing else. Hear me?
And here you are interrogating
some-damn-body? Boy, stop. You
think you’re so smart.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
71.
BRAIN
Well this is a no-brainer then.
Brain leans in to kiss Sara and they kiss hard.
DOOK
(to Sara and Brain)
Hey, so sorry to wreck the System
and disturb this groove, but
Brain...
They keep kissing.
DOOK
Brain!
They stop and Brain backs up. He walks up to the stairs to
the stage. He turns to Sara.
Brain does a sexual motion with his hands and hips. Points
back at him. Points at her. Back at him. Back at her.
Sara blows him as kiss.
BRAIN
Wait around the front!
Sara stands there in awe as she watches her new man go on to
bring down the house.
Dook puts a HOT BEAT on. The same one Brain rapped to
earlier.
DOOK
Okay, people. It’s the moment
you’ve all been waiting for. Here
we go. I’m DJ Dook and heeere’s
Brain.
Brain steps on the stage with his hipster nerdy swagger and
starts rapping like the pro he is.
BRAIN
Women, girls, and chicks/Which one
out the sea of fish should I pick/
Hot topics about lips, hips, and
licks If she’s willing to dip/ I’m
ready to sit...
He kills it. It’s a PARTY SONG and it’s hot! It’s a hit!
Dook scratches like Premier as well and he’s great.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
72.
We see Jamey and the football player at the door watching
the show. Jamey doesn’t like Brain, but she’s impressed by
Brain’s song and she’s dancing her heart out. The football
player is at the stairs acting tough. She starts doing "The
Whop".
BRAIN
(rapping)
I done came down and I’m ready for
some action/ I done came down tryna
fuck with reactions...
FOOTBALL PLAYER
(to Jamey)
No, bitch. No.
JAMEY
What the fuck are you talking
about?
FOOTBALL PLAYER
What the hell are you doing?
JAMEY
The Whop muthafuckah, got damn.
Leave me alone!
Brain steps down from the front of the stage and grabs Sara
by her hand. All of his peers pat him on the back as he
leads her to a vacant room upstairs.
DOOK
Y’all let the man by. Let him by.
Brain and Sara try to go upstairs, but they’re stopped by
the big, bad football player.
BRAIN
(to the football player)
Yo, what’s up? Can I get up there
with my girl?
FOOTBALL PLAYER
I can’t. Dook’s rules.
BRAIN
(he’s a little confused)
What? But this is my party too,
homey.
FOOTBALL PLAYER
I don’t feel comfortable letting
you up now.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
73.
BRAIN
Well take of your shoes and socks
motherfucker and you’ll get
comfortable! I don’t give a fuck!
Brain pushes the football player out of the way and heads up
the stairs with Sara, but the football player doesn’t budge.
He knows Brain is right.
BRAIN
Hatin’ ass nigga.
SARA
You tell ’em, boo.
The football player looks embarrassed and a bit jealous.
Brain gets a call on his cell phone. He checks it and it’s
his mom. We see MOM show up on the cell phone. Brain doesn’t
answer it, though.
BRAIN
(to his phone)
Fuck!
(to the camera)
Pussy never come easy, muthafuckah!
Shit!
EXT. MEADOW TERRACE - BRAIN’S HOOD - NIGHT
We see Engla’s classic Cadillac as it zooms down the street.
INT. ENGLA’S CADILLAC - NIGHT
Engla drives.
ENGLA
The boy has lost his head. After
all his father and I do for him. I
know he’s giving up that
Blackberry. That’s what I know.
These are his last calls on that
phone tonight.
Engla calls his phone.
74.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BEDROOM - DAY
Brain’s getting busy with Sara. He doesn’t even hear his
phone ring so he doesn’t answer. We see the phone ring on a
nearby floor by Sara’s orgasmic Jordan bred shaking.
INT. ENGLA’S CADILLAC - NIGHT
ENGLA
Oh, my God! What is going on with
that boy. See, I’m about to call
that Dook’s momma. Oh, that boy
better pick up right now!
She stops on the shoulder of the road and calls Dook’s mom.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
Dook steps down from the booth and puts on his mix CD for a
while. He tells the kid helper to watch the booth while he’s
away.
DOOK
Yo, handle my lightweight. Make
sure they don’t touch nothing.
TED
Alright, fam.
Ted goes up to the equipment and starts scratching on the CD
turntable. He’s really good.
Dook heads to the food table near the kitchen to get a HIGH
BRAND FLAVORED WATER OR ENERGY DRINK. Dook’s peers greet him
at the table. Taylor is the first to greet him. He’s dressed
similar to Dook and they’re very familiar.
DOOK
Yo, my homies.
TAYLOR
Wassup, boy. The party’s off the
hi-zook.
DOOK
Thaaaaanks.
Dook looks around.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
75.
DOOK
Where’s Jamey with this money? Yo,
Jamey!
Jamey sees him and acknowledges.
DOOK
Taylor, could you take the door
while I talk to Jamey and bring my
dollas back. Get it, homey.
Dook pats Taylor on his butt playfully. Taylor jumps up.
Taylor obliges and heads to the door. He tells Jamey that he
wants to see him. Jamey struts over cool as fuck with the
cash in her hand.
DOOK
What’s up the cash flow?
JAMEY
Yo, I got you. We got seven hundred
and sixty three dollars in cash,
playa...
(she points around)
from all these niggas in here.
DOOK
Oooooohhhhhhhh.
(he massages the cash in the
box)
Yo, that’ll help us pay off the
mailbox and this building. Now
we’re onto the profit and this
shit’s still poppin’ like a
muthafuckah. It’s still early too.
What is it, eleven o’clock? People
are still rolling in.
JAMEY
Cool. So you gonna let me hold some
ends for my Classic Mids? Them all
whites? I keep the cleaner on me.
Jamey pulls out her foam shoe cleaner out her back pocket
and shakes it.
DOOK
Shit...
(he laughs)
Yo, you keep stayin’ fresh and
proper and maybe that’ll happen.
That shit makes people wanna come.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
76.
JAMEY
Already, nigga. Don’t play me. Yoe
owe me one.
Jamey heads back to the party. Dook fires up a cigarette.
DOOK
Women. Jesus!
More of Dook’s peers come around and say "wassup".
JAKE
Look at the food. Oh my God, nigga.
Y’all hooked this up tonight.
DOOK
Yo, leave a little somethin’ for
the others.
JAKE
My nig, I’m starvin’ like Marvin.
DOOK
(he laughs)
Look at this man.
JAKE
You got this from Food Paradise,
huh? I know these wings from
anywhere, yo. What happened to that
girl you used to know there,
though?
DOOK
Nigga, who? I know so many.
JAKE
That bad one...With the tats and
tongue ring.
DOOK
Oh, I got a story for you. You
mean, Regina.
JAKE
Yeah, Regina.
DOOK
Okay, here’s what happened and
shit. This bitch was a freaky lil’
hoe and I gotta freaky tale.
Dook and Jake start to walk towards some double doors that
lead to the back yard. Out of nowhere appears Cecil.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
77.
CECIL
Oh, she was like these freaks you
mess with now?
DOOK
(surprised to Cecil)
Damn, where tha fuck you come from?
(laughs)
A little bit, damn. She was more
refined, though... We almost fucked
too, but I heard some rumors about
her and her man so I ain’t hit it
like I wanted to.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
Dook, Jake, and Cecil are now all outside. Jake and Cecil
gather around Dook as he tells his story.
JAKE
Hell naw, bitches gone have you
pissin’ fire.
CECIL
That ain’t shit. My uncle got
herpes from cheating on his old
bitch. That motherfucker went to
the clinic one day itching and
hollering like Mariah Carey talking
’bout some bumps on his balls. That
nigga told me that the bumps came
from the contact with his side
hoe’s thighs when he still wore a
jimmy hat. That’s fucked up.
JAKE
That’ll make a nigga wear condom
shorts! Nigga, I’ll fuckin’ cut the
hole out a Speedo and fuck with the
balls protected, too. DAMN, fam!
DOOK
Damn, right! Sheeeit, but back to
Regina.
Jake and Cecil listen up.
DOOK
She was mad pretty, yo. Lemme tell
me you...she was the tattoo,
piercing type. One time she and I
worked alone at the store one
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
78.
DOOK (cont’d)
night. She got to talkin’ all this
bullshit and everything these hoes
like to talk about. She wouldn’t
stop talking and telling all her
business.
INT. FOOD PARADISE - CANNED ISLE - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)
Dook stocks shelves on the canned goods isle with a red
apron. He has on a black collard shirt and brown pants. His
hair is braided in plaits. He’s on a step ladder.
VERY TANNED 60 YEAR OLD WHITE LADY
Do you know where the tanning
materials are?
DOOK
No.
(he turns away)
It looks like you need to lay off
the tanning material, hag.
The old lady hunches. Turns away.
Then we see REGINA pop up. She’s a cute 18 year old girl
that looks much younger. Much younger. She’s beautiful.
REGINA
Haaaay, D. What’d ya do this
weekend?
DOOK
Fucked around, did some parlayin’.
REGINA
Bet. A’ight.
DOOK
You?
REGINA
Well, since you asked loverman...I
walked my dog, but then I talked
Sarah. You know Sarah, who broke up
with Dave who dated my ex-bff Lisa.
That heffer! Anyway, Sarah likes
the same kind of music you spin.
She told me she was listening to
the King of Pop. Then I’m like,
"Who? Billy Ocean?"
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
79.
Dook looks so dumbfounded at Regina, but holds it back. We
go back to reality.
BACK TO PRESENT.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
Dook still tells his story.
CECIL
Yeah, so what happened then?
DOOK
This bitch told me about this
piercing on her pussy.
INT. FOOD PARADISE - CANNED GOODS ISLE - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)
We see Regina’s face from above like Dook is looking down.
REGINA
I pierced my clit.
Clit is said in the funniest way possible.
DOOK (V.O.)
So I’m like...
DOOK
Did it hurt?
BACK TO PRESENT.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
We see Dook telling the story with his drink in his hand.
DOOK
She like, "Naw, it don’t hurt." So
then I’m like, "Where you get that
shit?" She said at the Tattoo
Palace and all that bull shit. You
know...where all them butch bitches
be workin’.
CECIL
Yeah, I bet she ate one of those
hoes out, too.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
80.
DOOK
Naw, I dunno ’bout all of that, but
bro, listen to this shit. I go, "So
why don’t you take one for the
team?"
EXT. FOOD PARADISE - PARKING LOT - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)
We now see Regina and Dook go to Regina’s car on Dook’s
voice over. Regina opens the door with the remote and they
both hop in.
DOOK (V.O.)
So we go to her car for a little
while.
INT. REGINA’S SEDAN - NIGHT
Regina’s on the driver’s side and Dook is on the passenger
side.
DOOK (V.O.)
She pulls down her pants and it’s
just what it is.
Regina pulls down her pants to the mid-thigh. We do see
Regina’s sexy thighs and pink panties. Next, Regina pulls
down her panties.
DOOK (V.O.)
Her pussy got this silver ring on
it, nigga.
Then we see Dook with the happiest face ever.
DOOK (V.O.)
That shit was lookin’ like Tupac’s
nose and shit, money.
BACK TO PRESENT.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
We go back to reality. Cecil’s laughing his ass off at this
time.
DOOK
Yeah, nigga. Lookin’ like All Eyez
on ME.
Jake and Cecil LAUGH HYSTERICALLY.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
81.
Dook sits back chilling out and smoking on his cigarrete
while his audience laughs.
DOOK
Yeah...
Jake stops laughing for a moment to ask a question.
JAKE
I know you did something to that
shit, right?
CECIL
Yeah, what you do to that shit,
man?
INT. REGINA’S SEDAN - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)
In a flashback, we now see Dook fingering Regina fast and
looking at her face trying to get her off. Regina leans in
and likes it.
BACK TO PRESENT.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
Dook takes a sip of his drink.
DOOK
Put my finger in it. A pimp wanna
stay disease free, ya know?
JAKE
I feel ya.
CECIL
I feel ya.
INT. REGINA’S SEDAN - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)
Dook turns away from Regina to face the window so she won’t
see his face. He smells his finger and is disgusted like you
wouldn’t believe from how her vagina smelled. He starts to
GAG. He rolls down the window and fans his fingers
profusely.
DOOK (V.O.)
It stunk a little, too.
Regina’s just lies back with her eyes closed gently
breathing after reaching her end.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
82.
BACK TO PRESENT.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
Dook’s face is clouded in smoke.
DOOK
That’s the way I roll, baby.
He puffs one.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
The party at the mansion keeps going. There’s crowd surfing,
nasty dancing, banging beats, and teens acting just like
teens at an unsupervised party.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
We see a small section of the five partiers smoking weed in
the back yard. They all share two white blunts.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - DRIVEWAY - NIGHT
Skelly and his crew arrive towards the entrance through the
brush.
SKELLY
Come on, niggas. Hurry up! Hurry
up, motherfuckas!
Butch and Marcus follow Skelly. Marcus points to a bad part
in the gate of the mansion and squeezes through it entering
the party from behind bushes. Butch goes in next. Skelly
goes last because he wants to make sure his crew doesn’t
chicken out on him.
MARCUS
Ohhhhhh...look at this right here!
I can’t believe them niggas.
BUTCH
Damn, it almost look like the Girls
Gone Hoes up in this piece. Yo,
(he points to a girl he
recognizes)
didn’t she give me the wrong
number?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
83.
SKELLY
Niggas, SHUT UP! Let’s find this
hoe, Dook, and bring this to a
cease! Now, Tweetle-Dee,
(to Marcus)
you go that way
(he points right)
and Tweetle-Dumbass,
(to Butch)
you come with me.
Skelly talks more shit to his dudes. Marcus and Butch pass
him looks.
BUTCH
So where do we meet up when we’re
done?
SKELLY
You just have that car started in
10 minutes...
Skelly gets a rare thought.
SKELLY
Nah, come with me instead. It won’t
take that long for me whip Dook’s
ass.
BUTCH
Cool.
They depart like Skelly, the ringleader, said. Skelly goes
with Butch. Marcus goes by himself.
Butch then trips on a stick bush.
BUTCH
Ow, stick thorn!
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - NIGHT
Engla steps out of her car.
ENGLA
Oh, he’s here, huh? Lemme go get
this boy...
84.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
Jamey sees Engla coming to the door.
JAMEY
Oh, shit! Mom alert, mom alert!
She runs up to Dook’s booth with the money and warns him.
There’s no one coming into the door currently and he starts
to speak on his microphone. He stops the record.
DOOK
Hey, everybody! A mom is out front.
Act like you don’t know shit or
else this party is over.
JAMEY
Yo, for real! Be cooooool!
The teens look confused as hell. There’s a knock on the
door. Jamey heads back to the door and tells everyone to
settle down.
JAMEY
Dook, put the music on. Everybody,
relax!
They take her seriously and oblige. Dook puts the music on
and the party gently continues. Jamey opens the door.
ENGLA
Where’s my son? Where is he?!
JAMEY
Who’s your son? What...are you
talking about?
ENGLA
Brian! Brain or whatever y’all call
him! Let me get in!
JAMEY
Who? There’s no one over 18 allowed
in the party. I’m sorry ma’am, but
you have to go. You have to leave.
ENGLA
I saw his scooter outside. Let me
in!
She forces her way in. She’s upset as she can be.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
85.
ENGLA
Now, where is my son?!
The party keeps going. She races up to Dook who she spots
from the door. Dook looks a bit worried and scared. He plays
her off a bit. He’s acting like he’s spinning, but he’s not.
The teens are now fully aware of a mom at the party and they
stop dancing. They also start to pay attention to the DJ
booth.
ENGLA
Where is my boy? Where is he,
Darrel? I already talked to your
mom!
DOOK
Wait a moment.
ENGLA
Boy, don’t make me wait. You will
talk to me now!
DOOK
Okay, Ms. Engla.
(he says whispering)
Brian’s here, but follow me please.
Dook calls his kid helper to come play DJ for a while and to
keep the party the party going. Dook starts talking to her
and leads Engla down the stairs into the...
KITCHEN
DOOK
(he turns to Engla)
It’s just not good that you see
him.
ENGLA
Why is that, Darrel?
DOOK
Well... He’s busy...
ENGLA
What?
DOOK
With a girl...
ENGLA
Oh, my God. You kids are insane.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
86.
DOOK
It’s really because he feels that
you put pressure on him to go to
school. He just wants to decide for
himself.
ENGLA
He needs to come home right now.
DOOK
That may not be a good decision
ma’am.
ENGLA
And why the hell isn’t it?
DOOK
Well, it’s Friday, there is no
school tomorrow, and we have a wee
bit to pay back.
ENGLA
Pay back? Pay back what?
DOOK
We got into this accident where we
wrecked a mailbox and this is why
we’re holding the party.
ENGLA
Oh my God!
Engla is so appalled.
ENGLA
I cannot believe this. How much is
it?
DOOK
About 1,500 dollars.
ENGLA
1,500 dollars! That boy! God! Well,
he better pay it back because I’m
sure not going to at all. I just
can’t believe him.
DOOK
That’s why you should let him stay.
Engla gives him a look.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
87.
ENGLA
I don’t know Darrel...
DOOK
Please, Ms. Engla. I’ll handle
Brian. He’s been my friend for
years.
ENGLA
I’ve been calling and he hasn’t
been picking up...
DOOK
Okay, Call him at 3am. As soon as
the party’s over.
ENGLA
No! I wasn’t born last night.
Parties do not end at 3am. Parties
end at 2, but I’ll call at 1 so he
can round up what he owes. Now
that’s final!
Dook keeps Engla unaware that the party is really over at 12
AM.
DOOK
I guess it’ll have to be...
ENGLA
It has to be.
DOOK
Now, that that’s out of the way. I
wanted to ask you something.
ENGLA
What?
DOOK
I know you used to get down around
the 1s and 2s during the MTV Raps
days.
ENGLA
Humph, Brian had to have told you
that SHIT.
DOOK
So if it’s true, I have a cool oldy
but goody laying around and I
wanted to know if you could buss a
rhyme at this party.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
88.
ENGLA
No, it just wouldn’t feel right
knowing Brian is here. I haven’t
done that in so long anyway.
DOOK
Please don’t worry about Brain. I
GOT him.
ENGLA
No, Darrel. I just...
DOOK
Come on Ms. Engla...at least so we
can pay what we owe and get more
people in.
ENGLA
I don’t know...
DOOK
Please, I promise, I promise I’ll
have Brian call you.
ENGLA
Okay, okay, boy. And he better
call. You knuckleheads today, I
tell ya.
DOOK
Bet.
Dook leads Engla up to the stage. Engla goes up to the front
of the stage and stands there. Dook hands her the microphone
and she reluctantly takes it. The kid helper steps to the
side and waits on Dook’s command.
RANDOM CROWD MEMBER (O.S)
What the fuck?
FAST TALKING RANDOM CROWD MEMBER
I ain’t come to hear to old people
sing, nigga.
Dook gets on the mic.
DOOK
Yo, show some respect! Goodness
y’all. She’s tight, trust me on
this.
(to Engla)
Okay, Ms. Engla.
Engla gives Dook an approving nod.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
89.
Dook begins an old school beat with little melody. Still a
BIG TUNE, though.
DOOK
Okay, now we have MC Lady Foolproof
to the stage.
Engla gives Dook a weird look. Dook hunches his shoulders.
The crowd doesn’t know what to think. They stand there
waiting.
ENGLA
And I wanna give a warning to
whoever was talking smack to me.
(to Random Crowd Member)
Don’t be cussin’ at me! I’ll tell
woop your ass like Tyson, boy!
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Brain’s face.
BRAIN
Mom!
He quickly gets Sara’s hand from around his neck, quickly
puts on his shirt, and creeps out the door. For sure it’s
his mom, Engla. Brain manages to smile.
Brain doesn’t smile for too long because he sees Marcus in
the party with the meanest mug on his face and he’s looking
around.
BRAIN
Oh, shit!
He closes the door gently.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
Engla starts to get into her song. The sounds are hot and
the crowd starts to feel it.
CROWD MEMBER
Oh, shit. I know her. It’s Queen
Shasta from the Tropicana Crew.
Engla winks and keeps rapping.
90.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Brain wakes up Sara.
BRAIN
(to Sara)
We have to go.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
Marcus asks around if they’ve seen Brain.
MARCUS
Where is that nigga?
Some ugly snitch ends up pointing upstairs.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - UPSTAIRS - NIGHT
From the second floor, angry Marcus jogs upstairs.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BEDROOM - NIGHT
Brain peeks outside the door. He sees Marcus.
BRAIN
(to Sara)
Come on baby, shit.
SARA
Wait a minute...
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - UPSTAIRS - NIGHT
Marcus sees a door close and he heads to that one, but he
doesn’t know Brain and Sara are there. Jamey pops up.
JAMEY
Back up, nigga. You ain’t pay!
She sprays shoe cleaner in his face. He backs up disgusted.
MARCUS
Oh, damn!
Brain and Sara peek out of the door like they do in the
cartoons with Brain on top and Sara under him to see where
Marcus is. Just then Jamey spots them.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
91.
JAMEY
Yo, Brain! Go, go, go!
Brain and Sara run out the room and run in the opposite
direction of Marcus.
Marcus sees this from the foam on his face and he starts to
chase as much as he can, but Jamey trips him.
JAMEY
Naw, not here!
He falls down in shock and pain. Brain and Sara run
downstairs. Marcus quickly gets up nearly pushing Jamey off
the top of the stairs, but she hangs on still.
MARCUS
Get back here with my girl.
SARA
(to Marcus)
I’m not your girl. You must got me
fucked up.
Brain and Sara start to run down the stairs. Marcus
continues after them persistently.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
Marcus is even angrier and heads for Brain outside of the
crowd because he’s mad at him even more. Brain and Sara duck
and hide to avoid Brain’s mom and continue running. Marcus
keeps chasing in spite of. Brain spills a drink on the floor
to make Marcus fall, but he doesn’t. He sees it and hops
over it and lands on Brain in a nearby laundry room.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - DOWNSTAIRS LAUNDRY ROOM - NIGHT
The laundry room is white with a white washer and dryer.
When Marcus lands on Brain, Brain lets go of his girl’s hand
and falls on the ground. They tussle and Brain ends up on
top. Brain quickly jabs Marcus in his arm and then stands
up. Marcus trips Brain and he lands down hard. Marcus stands
up and begins to wail on Brain while he’s on the ground.
Brain manages to block some, but he gets hit a couple of
times.
SARA
Leave him alone!
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
92.
Sara comes to save her man. She hits Marcus on the back with
her purse. Marcus stops, turns around, and pushes Sara on
the ground. Marcus goes back to beating Brain on the ground
and Brain starts to cover his face as best as he can with
his hands.
MARCUS
Why in the hell are you covering
your face?
Marcus keeps kicking him on the ground.
BRAIN
Because I have another performance
tonight, bitch.
Brain happens to grab Marcus’s foot and throws him on the
ground. Brain gets up wobbly, but he shakes it off as much
as possible. Brain is now dirty and a bit bruised from the
neck down. We see Marcus gets up too. He’s now hurt badly.
Marcus grabs his neck. Brain stands up and gives Marcus a
1-2 combo to the back of his head. Only one punch lands and
Marcus turns around.
MARCUS
You’ve fucked up now!
BRAIN
Not up exactly, but me and Sara
laid down on the bed. She doesn’t
want you anymore. It was her
choice.
MARCUS
And without my decision.
BRAIN
That’s where you’re wrong.
Marcus swings at Brain and misses. Marcus tires.
SARA
Come on, Brain. Kick his ass!
Brain hits Marcus in the stomach real hard. Marcus grabs his
stomach hard. Brain elbows Marcus in the mouth and he falls.
He’s out cold.
SARA
That’s what he get!
Sara runs over and stands over Marcus.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
93.
SARA
But wait...If Marcus is here then I
bet Skelly and Butch are not too
far away.
BRAIN
Yeah, I’ll go see if Skelly’s car
is outside.
Brain takes off his fly shirt because it’s dirty. He has a
v-neck t-shirt on underneath.
BRAIN
But first...
Brain points to Marcus on the floor.
BRAIN
We have to handle his ass.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
Engla finishes up rocking the house and she hands the
microphone back to Dook.
DOOK
MC Lady Foolproof, everybody!
Engla’s a bit flattered and she steps off the stage
immediately. Unattractive and cute girls are admiring Dook
as he’s finishing up this set. They call his same.
NOT GIRL
Oh, D.!
HOT GIRL
We love you, Mr. DJ!
ENGLA
Now I want him to call at 1:15,
Darrel.
(points strongly)
I mean it.
DOOK
No problem. I’ll take care of
everything.
Engla steps off the stage and Jamey leads her through a side
exit.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
94.
DOOK
(on microphone)
Alright, everybody. It looks like
I’m getting thirsty again. I’mma go
get something to drink, but keep
jamming!
Dook puts on another mix CD and steps down to greet some
girls. Out of nowhere, Skelly steps from in between the
girls and pushes Dook on the steps. He falls down and BREAKS
his boxes, almost breaking some records, but we only hear
one loud crack. Butch steps from behind Skelly and laughs.
SKELLY
Yeah, nigga. I bet you thought
you’d seen the last of me.
DOOK
Shit.
(angry)
Naw, I ain’t forgot. But this ain’t
the place.
SKELLY
Then, where is? It’s either here or
nowhere else. Tonight is the
fuckin’ night.
DOOK
Okay, you wanna do this now. I got
you. Let me put my records up,
bitch.
Dook stands up.
SKELLY
Naw, we gonna handle this now.
Skelly grabs Dook by his hoodie and pushes him through the
double doors that lead outside to the backyard.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
Dook topples through the doors.
DOOK
(he manages to yell)
Yo, Jamey!
95.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
Butch stands inside the main room with a crowd of people
behind him wondering what’s about to happen.
BUTCH
Yeah, get him Skelly.
Butch pulls out a switch blade on Jamey as she comes to see
Dook with the cash in her hand. Jamey stops in her tracks.
JAMEY
Yo, D. What you want me to do?
Dooks talk from outside the main room to Jamey.
DOOK
Round up Brain and get the last
show up. Don’t worry about this. I
got this under control.
JAMEY
Okay, cool.
(to Butch)
I’ll handle you later.
Jamey runs to the stair case, a safe spot in the house, and
calls Brain on the phone. Brain picks up.
JAMEY
You ready for your last
performance?
BRAIN (V.O.)
Yeah.
JAMEY
Cool. So get down here.
BRAIN (V.O.)
I’ll be down there soon. One.
Jamey hangs up the phone and gets back to working on the
party.
JAMEY
(to the crowd)
Over here people! Hey, listen up!
The crowd pays attention to Jamey.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
96.
JAMEY
(to the crowd)
Yo, everybody who wants to see a
fight go that way.
(she points in the direction
of the fight)
Everybody who wants to mind their
business and see Brain go on, stay
your ass here
(she uses both hands to point
to the ground to emphasize
"here")
and be cool.
The door bell rings. 30% of the crowd heads outside to the
fight and 70% stays to watch the show. We see Brain come
down the stairs with Sara behind him.
BRAIN
(to Sara)
Hey, stay right here for a minute.
He goes to the door and it’s Tropicana Crew members, BIG
DADDY D. and WIZ MARK.
BRAIN
What’s going on, guys? Where the
fuck y’all come from. You just
stoppin’ by? Came to sign me?
Big Daddy D. and Wiz Mark look around.
BIG DADDY
Yeah, I’ve been to one of these
before.
BRAIN
Fresh off tour, huh? I wanted to
check out your show tonight, but I
had a show too. You don’t realize
how big of a fan I am of yours.
Thanks so much for coming. Mom’s
told me all about you.
WIZ MARK
Yeah, calm down. Your mom got your
back, bro. Where’s Snoop Dogg and
DJ Khaled? Shouldn’t they be here?
I thought you said they was going
to be here for this mansion party.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
97.
BRAIN
Who?
BIG DADDY
We playin’.
WIZ MARK
Chill.
BRAIN
I will handle himself accordingly.
WIZ MARK
Oh, alright. You guys got us for
two songs, though. Ain’t no gravy
trains here, nigga. You better go
to college, too.
Brain nods.
The hip-hop legends and Brain take the stage. Big Daddy D.
starts up the record player and beatboxes. Brain starts his
rhyme and so does Wiz Mark. It’s hype as hell! The remaining
crowd that didn’t see the fight nears the stage. Some from
outside come back in.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
Skelly and Dook face off.
SKELLY
So, what now Dook? Put ’em up.
DOOK
You’re gonna embarrass yourself in
front of all us seniors.
SKELLY
Don’t worry about none of that.
Let’s go!
Skelly throws his blunt on the grass. Skelly lunges toward
Dook trying to grapple him and he throws heavy punches in
the process. Dook can’t handle Skelly’s strength so uses his
quickness and backs up from his punches.
Skelly is slow from smoking weed now. Dook quickly takes off
his sweater, sweeps it over Skelly’s head, and swings him
down. Skelly falls on the grass. The crowd laughs at him.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
98.
SKELLY
Shit!
Skelly’s embarrassed as hell and his arm is broken from the
fall.
DOOK
(to the crowd)
Hey, who just threw this party
tonight?
THE CROWD
You and Brain!
RANDOM CROWD MEMBER (O.S)
You!
RANDOM CROWD MEMBER #2 (O.S.)
Brain!
DOOK
Okay, so are we, the young people,
really going to let this old jail
bird man come and break this party
up?
THE CROWD
No!
DOOK
(to the crowd)
And my niggas, he didn’t pay!
RANDOM CROWD MEMBER #2
Fuck that!
RANDOM MALE CROWD MEMBER #1
Aw, Hell naw!
RANDOM MALE CROWD MEMBER #1
He can’t skip on THREE DOLLARS!
RANDOM CROWD MEMBER
No way, hoe!
DOOK
I say we kick this old nigga’s ass!
All of us!
The crowd doesn’t think twice after he says this and they
wail on Skelly. Skelly can’t stop it. The crowd is too much
for him. Dook picks up his jacket from the ground and
giggles. He’s in torn clothes and bruised now. He manages to
get of out of the crowd by pushing people out of the way.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
99.
Holding his arm, Skelly runs from the crowd in torn clothes
and bruised. Skelly goes into an open shed in the back yard
and closes the door. The crowd immediately tries to push it
over.
DOOK
(to the crowd)
Easy on the shed! It ain’t covered
with the party.
Instead the crowd just rocks the shed for a good while and
the loose tools fall on Skelly. Skelly busts out the side of
one of the doors almost falling, but still keeping his
balance. Dook picks up an empty can, throws it at Skelly’s
head and it lands. Skelly rubs his head in pain.
DOOK
That’s what I call getting even.
Fuckin’ up my ride and shit,
bastard...
He continues running out of the back yard from the same hole
he came out of and down the street.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - NIGHT
A few bad students continue to chase him down the street and
throw things at him.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
Butch gets out from behind a bush he was hiding under and
tries to run with Skelly. Jamey appears from behind Butch.
We see Jamey spray shoe cleaner from above Butch’s head into
his eyes. Butch yells in pain because it got in his eyes.
She grabs him by his shirt, man-handles him by jerking him
around, and pushes him on the ground.
Butch lands butt up. Then she kicks him "the Karate Kid
style" on his butt and he falls. He quickly gets up and runs
away to meet Skelly.
JAMEY
Don’t you ever pull a knife on me,
boy!
Skelly and Butch run to their car and they see that the
tires have been horribly slashed and it has Brain’s name on
that reads:
BRAIN DID THIS!
100.
Butch and Skelly then run down the street with some bad
students chasing them and throwing things. Brain and Skelly
are long gone now.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BACKYARD - NIGHT
DOOK
Now, let’s head into the house and
finish this shit off right!
The crowd follows Dook into the house.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - MANSION MAIN ROOM - NIGHT
Everybody watches
has one beautiful
Brain acknowledge
party. Dook gives
smile.
Brain and the legends end their set. Dook
girl holding on each of his arms. Dook and
each other and they know it’s been a good
Brain a knowing grin. Brain can’t help but
LATER...
Dook, Jamey, and Sara sit at a table with plush chairs. We
see all the money covering the big table. It’s a lot of
money. Jamey counts it. Brain sweeps up the last of the
trash.
JAMEY
Okay, that’s five hundred dollars.
Jamey puts a stack of money that equals to five hundred
dollars on the side.
She continues to count until she’s finished. Dook’s
assisting in the counting of the money and he has it
arranged in the stacks for people he has to pay.
JAMEY
That’s 2100! We made it you guys!
Dook and Jamey shake hands from across the table. Brain
comes nearer to the table. Sara pats Brain’s arm and
squeezes it.
DOOK
(to Jamey)
Cool. So let me have that three
hundred bucks so I can drop it in
the owners’s box for the mansion
rental.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
101.
Jamey hands him the money. Then Dook hands Jamey her $150
cut from the stack of money on the table and slaps in front
of her on the table. He also gives Jamey more money from his
own profit. It’s $200 combined.
DOOK
You did well tonight. 2nd gig went
off without a hitch. That’s ya cut
and more.
JAMEY
Fa sho’!
Jamey does the "dirt of your shoulders" dance.
SARA
You two really
(she points at Brain and Dook)
make a good team. I can say I
enjoyed myself, thoroughly. Nice
sounds DJ Dook!
DOOK
’Preciate it, girl! We got to do
this again sometime. All of us.
BRAIN
Hell, yeah nigga. Let the money
flow.
DOOK
Shit, you ain’t lying. I may be
past this. I’m thinking strippers
on poles next time.
BRAIN
Got damn, you dumb, boy. Join a
damn DJ group with your silly ass.
You got serious skills.
DOOK
You tryin’ to tell me how to run my
life now? All cuz you got some cut,
tonight. I still smell similac on
your breath, boy. Raise up.
JAMEY
Alright, fam. Let’s be out. All the
food’s gone and I’m getting hungry.
BRAIN
(under his breath)
For some pussy.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
102.
JAMEY
(to Brain)
Look, momma’s boy got plenty of
jokes. I’ll lay off since you put
it down tonight. I got you next
time.
Jamey gets up from the table.
JAMEY
(to the rest of her friends)
I’ll see you all later.
BRAIN
(to Jamey)
Good lookin’ out on Marcus, though.
Brain smiles and looks at Sara.
JAMEY
Boy, I ain’t worried about you.
That nigga was blocking my
kitty-cash flow.
She smiles back.
DOOK
Girl, you stupid.
Dook and Jamey dab each other. She even shakes Brain’s hand.
Jamey leaves.
SARA
(to Brain)
Baby, can you take me home before
you go home?
BRAIN
I got you.
They all start to get up.
DOOK
So you know we gotta drop this
money by Old Man Mortigan’s, smarty
pants man? Where we going now?
BRAIN
I say the new ice house. They got a
free buffet going on right now.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
103.
DOOK
Alright, nigga. Damn! You and that
free buffet.
EXT. ED’S ICE HOUSE - NIGHT
Dook’s by his truck and Brain is by his motorcycle.
DOOK
What time is it, B.?
He looks at his Hyperx phone on his hip.
BRAIN
It’s 1:10 AM.
Brain starts twiddling with his Hyperx for games.
DOOK
Call your mom. She asked about you
when she was at the party.
BRAIN
I bet she did. What’d she say?
DOOK
She was worried about you. I just
told her you were stressed about
your college situation. I had your
back, dude.
BRAIN
Cool, so why should I call then?
DOOK
Stop being dumb. I can’t believe
you’re making me be the parent now.
She really cares about you and you
need to call. You did leave without
saying shit. What time is it?
(he looks at his own watch)
It’s 1:13. You need to call right
now.
BRAIN
I don’t know. You don’t understand
enough about this.
DOOK
Nigga, she said she had something
special for you when you got
home...
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
104.
Brain is still reluctant.
DOOK
Matta of fact, I’ll call.
He grabs Brain’s phone and Brain is surprised. He tries to
grab it back, but he can’t.
DOOK
I understand well enough.
(he dials Brain’s home number)
It’s for your own good.
Brain looks at him stupid, but he understands. The phone
rings and Dook hands the phone to Brain. Engla picks up.
INTERCUT as needed.
Engla in her night clothes in bed and Dank listening in on
the conversation.
ENGLA
Hello?
BRAIN
Yes, momma?
ENGLA
Don’t "Yes, momma" me. You need get
home right now! We have a lot to
talk about.
BRAIN
I know, I know. I didn’t mean to
leave the house.
DOOK
(to Brain in a whisper)
Loser. That’s better.
Brain gives Dook an innocent middle finger.
BRAIN
I’m headed home right now.
ENGLA
And not a moment to soon, boy. God!
BRAIN
Okay. And ma, I heard you rap,
tonight. That was cool. Really.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
105.
ENGLA
And I heard about you. So we may
have even more to talk about. Just
get your ass home first. Jesus! We
worried sick!
DANK
Yes...Brain. Just come home.
BRAIN
Okay, Dad... I love you both. Bye.
ENGLA
We love you too. Bye.
Brain hangs up the phone. Engla taps Dank meaning that her
boy is alright. They go to sleep.
DOOK
(taunting)
You’re getting in trouble...you’re
getting in trouble...
BRAIN
Chill. Not if I manage it. I’m
really working on getting a job
with this real estate company and I
decided to go to college so they
won’t be too mad.
DOOK
A job? Really. Oh, so you decided
on a school too, huh?
BRAIN
Yeah, I’m going. OFFICIALLY
visiting the counselor tomorrow...
DOOK
Tight. Your mom was pissed as hell,
though boy. I thought they was
gonna take my homeboy away for two
weeks.
BRAIN
Naw. I’m straight.
(he laughs)
Okay, so I guess that means I gotta
head home.
DOOK
Head home, B. We made our money.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
106.
BRAIN
So what you gonna do?
DOOK
Head out. Find some hoes to jump
into. It’s Saturday and my mom all
into her weekend shopping.
BRAIN
Amazon to Dillard’s, huh?
DOOK
You know...
BRAIN
Women.
DOOK
Women.
Brain and Dook do their special pound. Brain hops on his
cycle and leaves. Dook starts to check his phone for new
text messages.
DOOK
That’s my homey.
(he turns away from the Ed’s
Ice House)
Fuck this ice house, though. I
don’t play no games.
INT. DOOK’S PICK-UP TRUCK - NIGHT
Dook gets in his truck, pops in a CD, and vibes to a cool
song in his ride with the top down.
DOOK
This shit getting me right than a
motherfuckah.
He gets a text message on his HYPERX from one of the
noticeably hot girls we will recognize from the party,
Vicki. We see the text conversation. Dook reads his own text
messages aloud.
Vicki texts.
INSERT - MESSAGE
"This Vicki. Cool party, D."
Dook texts.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
107.
INSERT - MESSAGE
"Thank you."
Vicki texts.
INSERT - MESAGE
"If you’re not sleep, you can come hook up tonight with me
and my home girl, May."
Vicky also sends a picture of her and her homegirl, May’s,
faces and breasts in very cute and revealing bras that just
don’t show the nipples. Vicky’s hand is very close to
squeezing on one of May’s boobs.
Dook texts.
INSERT - MESSAGE
"Sre. You already know I Do It ALL. I’ll be there in 5 min."
Vicki texts.
INSERT - MESSAGE
"Great! Be at 3454 Foggy Dr. on the Eastside. We got the
condoms."
Dook puts the HYPERX back on his hip.
DOOK
Well, well, well...time for yet
anotha hype party.
EXT. ED’S ICE HOUSE - NIGHT
He starts the engine, drives out of Ed’s Ice House’s parking
lot, and drives off.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - DOWNSTAIRS CLOSET - DAY
THE OWNER cleans up the mansion with a mop money hanging out
his pocket. HUMS a SOULFUL TUNE.
108.
INT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - BROOM CLOSET - DAY
Marcus wakes standing up in the closet. Marcus opens the
closet hurt and very disoriented. The Owner notices.
THE OWNER
The fizzy fuck?!
He drops the mop and CHASES HIM OUT with a nearby broom.
EXT. FEBRUARY AT NOON - DAY
Marcus runs out of the mansion and trips on his sagging
pants, but he quickly gets up and runs out the front of the
mansiona. The Owner wags his fist.
THE OWNER
This is the last time I’ll ever
rent to you hoodlums. Get outta
here! The fuck here! Damn kids!
FADE OUT.