Scene: Hillbilly Projects Trailer park
Interior of trailer, Stalker Chick and
her female drinking companion at
kitchen table smoking and drinking
wine from beer mugs
Stalker Chick
Binge is so in love with me, he just cant let go.
Sugar
He said that?
Stalker Chick
He doesnt have to. His indifference and apathy
says it all. He is nothing without me and he knows
it. I remind of that fact by slashing his tires.
Sugar leans foward to counter with empty mug,
goes to fill glass.
Sugar
oooooh, we need another box of wine!
Stalker Chick
I have three more under the trailer in the wine cellar.
Sugar
leans foward farther and falls
to the kitchen floor.
Sugar
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW I'm stuck to your floor!
Stalker Chick
What a change, usually you're stuck to the backseat of a car.



On
the bus, Binge is standing
in front of the isle. Bob keeps
looking back with a sour face
Binge
Despite the overwelming mass and momentium
of this vehicle, could you stop it up on twelfth?
Buffet Bob
GET BEHIND THE WHITE LINE!
Binge
Move your fat ass and maybe I could see
the white line.
Look of rage covers Bobs
face. He slams on the brakes.
Binge flies forward into windshield,
collapses down stepwell.
Bob
opens door, Binge tumbles out
onto ground. As he jumps up
and lunges for Bob, the door
closes in his face, and the bus
pulls away.
A
billboard advertising
the Blue SnapperGentlemans
Club on the side of the bus as it rolls
past. Binge sees a picture of Athena
on the sign, punches at it, but misses
He is left in a cloud of exhaust.


Binge
walks into Little Luigis Pizza
Goes to counter and appears to be
talking to statue of pizza guy in a
chefs hat holding a pie on the counter.
Binge
Hey Luie.
Luigi
Heya Bingea.
Binge
Two slices and a coke.
Binge sits in a booth, Luigi stands
up from behind counter, about 52 tall
Luigi
Bingea, let mea aska ya somefin.
Binge
No I wont marry you to make you a leagal citizen.
Luigi
huh? uh no, noooo. Whoa hasa da best pizza in da world?
Binge
I dunno, I havent tried all of the pizza joints in the world yet.
Luigi
You knowa.
Binge
Lou, there has to be five thousand pizza joints in
Jersey alone. Pizza and pharmosuticals are our
leading industries. The only thing that out numbers
pizza joints is bad drivers.
Luigi is taking slices out of oven
Luigi
Roccos Pizza hasa a sign that says is is da besta.
Binge
Well, theres the answer for you. A guy named Rocco
would never lie to increase profits. His grandfather invented the Italian
Ice. One August day in Jersey City, he bet someone that it was so hot,
he could wiz on ice and sell it to some sweating stupido.
Luigi walks over to the booth with
slices on a plate
Luigi
NO! you know I hava da besta pizza.
Binge
Why are Italians so obsessed with thier food?
I mean, could any of you guys cook me something
without tomato, garlic or pasta? Italians slop sauce
and cheese on everything and say HEYA LOOKA ATA
WHATA WE INVENTEDA. Besides, Roccos crust is
better than yours.
Luigi spits on Binges slices,
drops it on the table in front
of him.
Luigi
Heresa your friggin slices, extra garlic.
Binge blots spit off of pizza
with a paper napkin

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