My So-Called Life - Episode 9 (cont)

Halloween

ACT III
[Boys are ripping up the school track. Rickie runs under the bleachers
so they won't see him.]
Rickie      : Oh, sorry.
Jordan      : Public property.
Rickie      : Well, I...I was just leaving, so...
Jordan      : I wish I was. Every year we come out here, tear up the
              track, and throw garbage cans over. God, it's getting old.
Rickie      : Well, can't you just go?
Jordan      : No, no. We still gotta find the guy who egged Tino's car.
              That's, like, something I can't get out of. It's always the
              same.  But you come because you think, you know, maybe
              something cool will happen. 'Cause what if something did,
              happen, and you missed it?  You better get out of here,
              though. These guys are pretty ripped.
Rickie      : Ok.

[Johnny Angel plays in the gym]
Ruthie      : Connie! Help me out with these decorations here. Nicky give
              you that?
Connie      : [holding rose] Yeah. Probably stole it off somebody's grave.
Ruthie      : Connie! 
Connie      : Well, he and these creeps he always hangs out with went to
              a cemetery tonight.
Ruthie      : So? He really likes you.
Connie      : I don't care if he does. He's a loser, Ruthie. Nicky
              Driscoll is going nowhere, and I'm not going there with him.
Ruthie      : Are they even? [referring to her breasts]
Connie      : Left one needs more. 
              [As they leave, she hands her toilet paper. Angela picks up
              dropped rose]
Billy       : [in hallway] Come on, Nicky!
              [Angela runs to the hall where she sees Nicky leaning
              against the lockers]

[Chase house]
Kids 1      : Trick-or-treat!
Patty       : Ohhh! Here! What wonderful costumes
Kids 1      : Can I have a little more? Thank you!
Patty       : Happy Halloween! Bye! Those children, so innocent, so sweet.
Graham      : So tender. [He kisses her neck. She throws her handkerchief.]
Patty       : We'll be late.
Graham      : I'll be quick.  [Doorbell rings.]  Not that quick.
Kids 2      : Trick-or-treat!
Patty       : One for you, and one for you, and one for you, and one for
              you. Bye, bye!
Kids 2      : Thank you! Thanks! Hold on! Happy Halloween! Bye!
Patty       : All set. Have the car keys?
Graham      : Yeah [They kiss]
Patty       : Ohh, Graham. Your sword!
Graham      : Sorry. [He rips her bodice]
Patty       : Ahh. Ahh. [Doorbell rings]
Kids 3      : Trick-or-treat!
              [Graham gives them the whole bowl of candy]
Kids 3:     : Whoa! Thanks!
              [Patty and Graham kiss]
Patty       : Oh, oh, no. Leave the tights on just a few minutes more.
              Please.


[School basement]
Rayanne     : We've gotta find Angela.
Brian       : We can't. We looked. Get over it.
Rayanne     : So dark. Why's it got to be so dark? This is all your fault!
              You were looking at me.
Brian       : What are you talking about?
Rayanne     : You were scoping my legs, and you let the stupid door
              shut. You must be so hard up. Where're you going?
Brian       : Anywhere you're not.
Rayanne     : Brian! Brian, don't go. I'm scared. Scared of the dark, ok?
              Have fun telling all your little friends.
Brian       : You are? I mean, it just doesn't seem like something you'd
              be.
Rayanne     : Yeah, well, I am.
Brian       : Is there a reason? Why?
Rayanne     : 'Cause when I was a kid, my dad would come home, wigged
              out of his mind, and he'd lock me in the basement. I'd
              sleep at the foot of the stairs, 'cause if I pressed my
              face against the floor, I could see the light that we left
              on in the hallway. If I turned around, it would be so dark
              [She sobs. Brian puts his arm around her. She laughs]
              You bought that!
Brian       : You are sick!
Rayanne     : Well, you, you expected this big explanation. I don't know
              why I'm scared of the dark. My dad never even came home, so
              that had nothing to do with it. I saw you watching me.
Brian       : What? I'm just... I... When
Rayanne     : Today. Shaving my legs.
Brian       : Well, yeah. I'm, um... Look, I'm... My hobby is photography,
              so I'm, like, trained to notice stuff.
Rayanne     : Being the stuff people notice is my hobby. I mean, I live
              for it. Just don't leave me alone here, Ok?
Brian       : Ok.

[School hallway. Billy holds an effigy.]
Billy       : We've got it good! It's a kick.
Nicky       : Billy, come on.
Billy       : You're getting soft on me. It's that homecoming brat. Come
              on, Nick. We gotta hang principal jerkface.
Nicky       : Why?
Billy       : 'Cause we gotta do it!
Nicky       : You're crazy!
Billy       : I'm doing it for us, man, He can't kick us out of school
              and think he's going to get away with it.
Nicky       : Billy, come on!
Billy       : Forget it!

[School basement]
Brian       : [On phone] Yeah, yeah. Yeah. So, I'm at Brad's right now.
              And he's pretty sick. But I really shouldn't leave him. Um,
              his parents?
Rayanne     : They're out of town.
Brian       : They're out of town. Well, no, we're not unsupervised.
Rayanne     : His grandmother's there.
Brian       : His grandmother's here
Rayanne     : But she's asleep.
Brian       : But she's asleep. So, so, I really should stay. Yeah, I'll
              call you in the morning. No! Don't call here
Rayanne     : You'll wake the grandmother!
Brian       : You'll wake up his grandma, and she's exhausted. She needs
              her rest. Uh, Mom. Mom, Mom, I'll call you in the morning.
              Yes. Ok.

[School hallway. Blue moon plays]
Nicky       : I like this song.
Angela      : I know.
Nicky       : You know, I heard Elvis was only our age when he recorded
              this. Where'd you get the flower?
Angela      : I, um...
Nicky       : She threw it away, huh? Yeah, well, I'm not in her league.
              She thinks I'm a loser.
Angela      : No!
Nicky       : What do you mean, no? She's right
Angela      : Wait, where are you going?
Nicky       : I'm going to help a friend do something.
Angela      : No, don't! Please don't!
Nicky       : Oh, I've got to do it. I can't get out of it.
Angela      : No! You're going to get hurt!
Nicky       : At least I'll know I'm alive.
Angela      : You're not! You're not alive! You threw your life away for
              no reason!
Nicky       : See, ya. [Enters gym]
Angela      : No, wait! Nicky, wait! [She lunges for the gym door, but
              she doesn't reach it before it closes]

ACTJIV
[Angela's bedroom. Danielle returns Angela's clothes.]
Patty       : Hey, no more candy.
Danielle    : Mom, I know.
Patty       : Betcha your glad to be yourself again, huh? Better get
              out of your sister's room.
              [Danielle leaves Angela a sucker]

[School basement. Rayanne and Brian are asleep, leaning against each
other. They wake up.]
Rayanne     : Ahhh!
Brian       : Ahhh!
Both        : [at the sight of the janitor] Ahhh!

[Angela is sleep in front of school gym door. Rayanne wakes her up.]
Rayanne     : Angela!
Angela      : Nicky?
Rayanne     : Very funny. Man you sleep like this stoner I knew. He was,
              like, dead. We had to check his breath with a mirror.
              I've been trying to wake you for five minutes. We've
              gotta jam before everybody gets here. Oh, it's cool.
              George is my man. He won't tell. 'Cause there's nothing
              to tell. 'Cause we were never here, right George? Come, on!

[Patty and Graham's bedroom]
Patty       : [on phone] Sorry we didn't show, Camille. No! It must have
              been something we ate, because suddenly something just came
              over us. Anyway, I'm sorry we didn't make it.
Graham      : I wouldn't say we didn't make it.
Patty       : I'm sorry, what? Camille? No. No, of course we had costumes.
              I told you we were all set to go. Bill and Hilary. Ok. I'll
              talk to you later.
Graham      : Why did you tell Camille we were the Clintons?
Patty       : I don't know. It just seemed easier. I mean, what is the
              deal with Rapunzel anyway? Is she a princess? Is she under
              a spell? What? I mean, all anyone ever remembers is that,
              that she has this really long hair and she was locked up in
              some kind of a... 
Graham      : Prison. She let her hair down, and he climbs, and climbs,
              and climbs...
Patty       : This bodice is ripped.
Graham      : Wow. I did that?
Patty       : I guess you don't know your own strength.
Graham      : Patty, do you want me to fire that guy?
Patty       : Part of me wants you to.
Graham      : Part of me wants you to want me to.
              [Phone rings]
Patty       : Hello? Oh, hello, Boyd. [Graham signals for phone. Patty
              turns her back on him.] Boyd, um, there's something that
              I've really got to say, and there's really no great way to
              say it, so, I'm just going to say it, because, um... The
              truth is, Boyd, I don't think you're the right person for
              this job. Well, I'm sorry. Nobody likes to hear these
              things. It's never fun, but, um, in my experience, you
              just gotta face it. Well, no, I didn't see it coming either,
              but...
              [Graham leaves room]

[School hallway]
Rickie      : Brian! Here's your clothes. I washed them. Cold.
Brian       : You will not believe, you will not believe what we did last
              night.
Rickie      : Yeah, I know. Rayanne told me all about it. I should have
              done it, right?
Brian       : So, what did Rayanne say happened?
Rickie      : Well, actually, she said that nothing happened. That it
              was a total waste of time.
Brian       : Well, yeah, it was. 
              [Rayanne passes by, ignoring Brian]

[Costume shop]
Patty       : Hi, I'd like to return these. There was a slight accident.
Shopkeeper  : Bodice get ripped?
Patty       : Yes, as a matter of fact... Why? Has that happened, um,
              before?
Shopkeeper  : Happens every time.  That's Rapunzel for you.
Patty       : I'll, um, pay you for the damage.
Shopkeeper  : No charge, no damage, no harm done.
Patty       : Well, thank you. I was wondering, um, do you ever, I mean,
              um...
Shopkeeper  : You want to keep the costumes, don't you?
Patty       : Well, I was, um, thinking about it
Shopkeeper  : Of course, you were.
Patty       : Well, I don't know what I'd do with it. Well, actually, it
              seems kind of silly. Actually, I mean, Halloween is over.
              And, ah, what would we do with them the rest of the year?
              I... Never mind.
Shopkeeper  : You're the boss. Where's the handkerchief?
Patty       : What? What do you mean it isn't in here? Well, sorry. I
              don't know what...
              [sees it on floor and stuffs it into her sleeve]
              what, ah, happened to it.
Shopkeeper  : That I'll have to charge you for.
Patty       : Of course.

[School hallway]
Angela      : You're not going to class?
Jordan      : What's it to you?
Angela      : You know, you're gonna get expelled.  Don't you care?
Jordan      : It don't matter.
Angela      : Of course, it matters.
Jordan      : She's looking to throw me out, OK? She's been waiting for
              this. She thinks I'm a loser.
Angela      : You're crazy to let her tell you what you are. 
Jordan      : What are you talking about?
Angela      : She doesn't know you. She doesn't know who you are. You
              can't let her decide what you do. 
Jordan      : Hey! I decide what I do. Maybe, maybe I want to get kicked
              out of school.
Angela      : Maybe you do. It doesn't mean people can't try and stop
              you, and tell you... I know you think, how could someone
              like me understand.  Only, I do.

[English class]
Miss Lerner : Ok, people. Come on, let's try to look alive. I know we
              all have candy hangovers. Today, we're going to be
              visiting Mr. Dickens' world of dark factories, grey skies,
              lost souls.
              [Jordan enters]
              Speaking of which, Mr. Catalano, how nice to see you. Are
              you just visiting, or are you going to stay with us for
              awhile? All right, people, if you would turn to page 27. Now
              who would like to start the reading today? Come on, people.
              I know we're all tired, but I had far more chocolate than
              you did. Let's get in the spirit of things...
              [Angela finds a pressed rose in her book and smiles.]

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