At Sean’s house
(Sean is pouring a couple glasses of coke for him and Emma.)
Sean: So uh this is the palace.
Emma: I always wondered what it looks like in here.
Sean: Yeah.
Emma: Okay so…chemistry!
Sean: I hate chemistry.
Emma: Right. Um periodic table. Who created…
(She starts to lean back in the chair.)
Sean: Careful! That chair’s broken.
Emma: Oh.
Sean. Um you gotta lean forward.
Emma: Okay. Yeah so the periodic table.
Tracker: (On the phone) I don’t care! Look tell that knob that I don’t give a flying-
(Sean gives Tracker a look and he stops.)
Tracker: (On the phone) Look if he wants to talk to me that way then I quit and that’s it.
(He gets off his phone.)
Tracker: Hey sorry.
Sean: Nice to see you.
Tracker: How’s it going Em?
Emma: Good.
Tracker: Welcome to our uh very, very humble abode. What you guys doing?
Sean: Oh we’re just doing some-
Tracker: Chemistry huh? That’s cool. Don’t go building no bombs. So uh-
(Tracker makes a motion for them to leave.)
Sean: Yeah um I guess we’re just gonna go to the library then.
Tracker: That’s cool. Yeah. Hey Em, good to see you. Take care of yourself, alright?
Emma: You too.
In the gymnasium, the boys are playing basketball
Mr. Armstrong: Jimmy. Sean. Now that’s the kind of teamwork I want to see in the regionals gentleman.
Sean: No problem.
Jimmy: You got it coach.
Mr. Armstrong: Good work.
Spinner: Man! Man you guys, you really do play great together. Like Vince and JYB.
(Nobody says anything.)
Spinner: Oh wait. Did I just break the don’t talk to Sean and Jimmy at the same time rule?
Sean: Shut up Spinner.
Spinner: No you shut up. I mean, okay you two. You had a fight a long, long time ago. Why don’t you just let it go? Ask him.
Jimmy: I’m having a party tonight to celebrate making the regionals and you can bring Emma if you want to.
Sean: Cool.
(They do a little fist pump action.)
Spinner: Aw you two. You make me very, very happy.
(Spinner puts his arms around Jimmy and Sean.)
Jimmy: Dude! Armpits near the face.
In the hallway
Manny: So is Sean excited about tonight? Em you didn’t tell him, did you?
Emma: If I told him last week he would have worried himself into a coma.
Manny: Well enough’s enough. You have to tell him, like right now.
Emma: Sean!
Sean: Emma.
Emma: Hi um…are you busy tonight?
Sean: Why am I getting that weird, scary vibe?
Emma: Um because…I know this sounds awful, but my parents were wondering if maybe you wanted to come to dinner.
Sean: No!
Emma: But you have to! I told them you’re coming.
Sean: Emma we have Jimmy’s party tonight. We were invited.
Emma: Yeah I know, but I think my parents would be a little more disappointed if you don’t show up than Jimmy will.
Mr. Simpson: Hey one word for you. Chutoro!
Sean: Chut-…Emma!
Emma: It’s a kind of sushi. You know, raw fish?
Sean: Yeah I know.
Emma: Anyway my mom makes it for special occasions so you have to come! We’ll go to Jimmy’s after. I promise. Please. Please!
In a classroom, Jimmy is staring at Ashley
Spinner: Checking out Ashley huh? Dude could you be any more predictable?
Jimmy: Okay Ash has changed. She’s not the same girl she was last year.
Spinner: Oh yeah. Yeah I know. She’s become a vampire.
Jimmy: I’m not talking about her style. I mean she’s more down to earth.
Spinner: Yeah.
(Terri walks by.)
Jimmy: Oh Ter I’m having a party tonight at my house. Can you make it?
Terri: Totally.
Jimmy: Tell Ash she can come to if she wants. It’s no big deal.
Spinner: (Mimicking Jimmy) Tell Ash she can come to. It’s no big deal.
Jimmy: (Mimicking Spinner) My armpits smell!
In the hallway
Paige: A vote. Hands or feet?
Ellie: Are we supposed to understand what that means?
Paige: It means my weekend at the spa with mom includes either a free manicure or pedicure. My choice.
Terri: You’re missing Jimmy’s party for a pedicure?
Paige: No for a spa weekend. Look it’s more fun than a room full of Neanderthals.
Ashley: So El, how about you?
Ellie: I’d have more fun sculpting my earwax. Why? Are you going?
Ashley: Nah. I don’t think so.
Terri: Ash! You so want to go.
Ashley: But he didn’t really invite me. He just sort of invited me.
Terri: I see the way he looks at you. He still likes you.
Ashley: I’m not sure I believe that Ter.
Terri: Well only one way to find out.
At Sean’s house
Tracker: Sean it’s just a job, okay? Everything’s gonna be alright.
Sean: You know what? That’s what dad said and it never was!
Tracker: I know. I know, but me and you, we’re not mom and dad, right?
Sean: No? We live like them. You’re out of work!
Tracker: Yeah money’s important Sean, but so’s my pride.
Sean: You know what Tracker? You sound just like dad, whenever he lost his job or whenever he quit or whenever he got fired and he just…
Tracker: Yeah except then he’d go and take all our money and blow it on booze. Do you see me doing that?!
Sean: No.
Tracker: That’s right. Look I got a job interview lined up for tomorrow. Does that sound like dad?
Sean: Aren’t you special.
Tracker: I’m trying. Where are you going with my pickled herring, punk?
Sean: Tonight I, I have dinner with Emma’s parents.
Tracker: Well isn’t that nice. Say hello to the family for me.
At Emma’s house
Spike: Em. Nervous?
Emma: Not for me. For Sean. You guys aren’t gonna grill him, right?
Spike: Just the octopus, but I, I hear you, okay?
(Emma sets out the napkins.)
Emma: Black.
Spike: Just relax!
Outside
(Sean is walking towards Emma’s house.)
At Emma’s house, during dinner
Mr. Simpson: You know I was reading that uh the average sumo wrestler weighs around 400 pounds and one of the best tipped the scale at 700 pounds. Can you believe that?
Spike: That’s because they eat like a ton of rice, morning, noon and night.
Mr. Simpson: Mm. Speaking of rice I think I’m going to have some more of the kamaboko.
Spike: So Sean, I uh hear you’re quite the basketball star?
Sean: Uh I’m okay I guess.
Mr. Simpson: Don’t be modest. I saw you tearing up the court the other day.
Spike: Your parents must be proud.
Mr. Simpson: Uh Emma can you pass the nigiri please?
Emma: Yeah sure.
Sean: Uh they’re in Wasaga Beach. I live with my brother.
Spike: Oh right.
Emma: Uh mom, um the California roll looks great.
Mr. Simpson: What does your brother do?
Sean: Well he’s…
Emma: Snake!
Sean: It’s alright. Emma it’s alright. He installs side view mirrors on minivans.
Mr. Simpson: Oh he’s an auto worker. That’s a noble profession.
Sean: Yeah he quit yesterday.
Spike: Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.
Sean: Um do you guys mind if I get some water?
Spike: No not at all. Help yourself.
(Sean gets up and goes to the kitchen.)
Emma: You guys, I thought I asked you not to do this!
Spike: It’s just that children shouldn’t have to live with that kind of stress.
Sean: Does anybody else want any water?
Mr. Simpson: No I think we’re all fine.
(Sean sees a bottle of alcohol on the counter, pours some into his glass and drinks it quickly before walking back to the table.)
Spike: So Sean? Have you uh seen any good movies lately?
Sean: No.
Spike: Oh uh I really like them. Mr. Simpson, Snake and I, we like them. Going to them. Don’t we?
Mr. Simpson: Yeah. Yeah. A lot. Popcorn, soda, Godzilla…
Sean: Cool. Emma you want some more pie?
Emma: Yeah sure.
(Sean starts to pass the pie and knocks over Emma’s plate onto her lap.)
Mr. Simpson: Oh, oh, oh!
Emma: Oh.
Sean: I’m sorry!
Emma: Oh.
Sean: I’m sorry. Here let me, let me help you clean up.
Emma: No it’s okay.
Sean: Here I’ll do it-
Emma: No. Really. I’ll just go change.
Mr. Simpson: You know I feel like some coffee. I’m gonna put a pot on.
Spike: So uh Snake and I are really glad that you could come. It’s given us a chance to get to know each other a bit more.
Sean: No problem.
Spike: Anytime. Hey why don’t I pack you up some leftovers?
Sean: You, you already made me dinner.
Spike: Give you a nice home cooked meal.
Sean: Because I don’t get nice home cooked meals at home?
Spike: Sean we just have extra.
Sean: For a welfare case!
Spike: That’s not what I was saying. Sean. Where are you going? Sean!
(Sean puts his jacket on and leaves quickly.)
At Jimmy’s party, Terri and Ashley walk in
Ashley: I shouldn’t be here.
Terri: Spinner!
Spinner: Hey. Uh Terri, Ash. Uh great you came. Uh where’s Paige?
Terri: At the spa, but we’re here.
Spinner: Oh yeah uh great. That’s-
(Someone sprays Spinner with whipped cream and Spinner chases after her.)
Terri: You should go find Jimmy.
Ashley: I already have.
Jimmy: So you came.
Ashley: I came.
Jimmy: Good.
Ashley: Good.
Guest: Hey Jimmy!
Jimmy: Sorry I got guests to attend to. I’ll catch you later.
Ashley: Wow. Guess he really didn’t want me to come after all.
Terri: I know the feeling.
At Emma’s, Emma comes downstairs wearing different clothes
Emma: Hey I-
(Emma sees that Sean isn’t there.)
Emma: Where’s Sean?
Spike: He uh, he left.
Emma: What?! Why? What did you say?
Spike: Nothing. I, I offered him leftovers. He totally misunderstood and that’s all. Honest.
Emma: Yeah really.
Mr. Simpson: Emma.
Spike: Where are you going?
Emma: To find him!
At Jimmy’s party, Sean walks in
Sean: Yo what’s going on? I heard there’s a party here!
Craig: I thought you weren’t coming man.
Sean: No I am. This is a party. I love parties. Yeah!
Spinner: Yeah party. Woo hoo. Anyways you know, got to get my ladies, tend to them. See you later.
Sean: Sweet man. He’s got ladies. Yo what’s going on buddy? What do you say?
Craig: Yeah um, you been drinking?
Sean: No! Maybe a little. Come on man let’s go. Yo introduce me to some people. Jimmy. What’s going on man?
Jimmy: Hey you made it! What’s up?
Sean: Nothing.
Craig: What’s up man?
Jimmy: Not much. Uh napkins. I need napkins.
(He reaches under the counter for the napkins where his parents keep the booze.)
Jimmy: Catch you boys later?
Sean: Yeah.
(Sean looks at the alcohol under the bar.)
Craig: So uh where’s Emma?
Sean: Emma? Uh she’s at home. We’re through.
Craig: What? You guys just got back together.
Sean: I know, alright? But her mom called me a total welfare case or something. So I told her off and I left. I totally freaked out and whatever, okay? It’s over and obviously Emma’s never gonna forgive me.
Craig: You don’t know that. Call her.
Sean: No man. It’s over, alright?
Craig: Sean, just pick up the phone…
Sean: Okay?!
Craig: Okay.
Sean: Okay.
Craig: You coming?
Sean: Yeah just give me a minute.
(He pours out some of his soft drink and pours the alcohol into his bottle. A random guy walks over to Ashley.)
Party guest: You plus me, destiny.
Terri: Okay, let’s go.
(Ashley and Terri start to leave.)
Jimmy: Ash! You can’t go.
Ashley: Uh yes I can.
Jimmy: No, no. We didn’t talk yet.
Ashley: You’ve got a lot of guests.
Jimmy: You’re the guest I want to be with.
Ashley: I can stick around for a bit.
Jimmy: That’s great.
(Emma walks in looking for Sean.)
Emma: Sean! Sean! Here you are. I’m so sorry about my mom. What did she say exactly?
Sean: Exactly?
Emma: Yeah I want to call her on it. What did she say?
Sean: She said the truth, alright? She said the truth.
Emma: Sean are you drunk? Where did you get that?
Sean: My host, Jimmy Brooks and it’s time for a refill.
(He starts opening the bottle.)
Emma: Sean!
Sean: Yo Emma calm down. What are you gonna give me for it?
(He starts holding the bottle away from her as she tries to grab it.)
Emma: Sean! No!
Sean: What are you gonna give me for it?
Emma: Sean!
(He drops the bottle and the music stops.)
Jimmy: So you, you come to my house to steal my parents booze?
Sean: Jimmy come on man. Your parents are so rich they won’t even know.
Jimmy: Just get out of here.
Sean: At least let me clean it up.
Jimmy: Just get out!
(Emma grabs Sean and they leave, while Jimmy and Ashley start picking up the broken bottle pieces and Jimmy cuts his hand.)
Jimmy: Ah.
Ashley: Here.
(She puts a napkin on his hand and they’re about to kiss when Ashley pulls away.)
Ashley: You know what? Um Terri’s waiting.
Outside Jimmy’s, Sean and Emma are sitting down
Sean: I don’t feel good. I have to go home.
(He starts to stand up and Emma helps him sit back down.)
Sean: Why do you even bother?
Emma: What are you talking about?
Sean: I’m just a big, stupid loser. My parents are drunks, my, my brother’s out of work. I’m just a big, stupid loser like them.
Emma: Yeah so is that what you want me to say? Do you want me to call you a big, stupid loser Sean? Is that what you want?
(Emma takes out her cell phone.)
Sean: Who are you calling?
Emma: My mom.
Sean: What? No. Hang up.
Emma: (On the phone) Mom you know you said if I ever needed you’d pick me up no questions asked? Great. We’re outside Jimmy’s.
In the hallway
Ashley: How’s your hand?
Jimmy: I’ll survive.
Ashley: I’m sorry about the other night.
Jimmy: Nah the party got out of hand. I got serious flack though.
Ashley: That’s not what I mean. I mean-
Jimmy: Oh. Uh look I guess it was kind of my fault ‘cause I weirded you-
(Ashley kisses him.)
Ashley: So now we’re even.
(Jimmy is about to lean in and kiss Ashley when Sean interrupts.)
Sean: Hey Jimmy.
(Jimmy and Ashley ignore him and walk away.)
Emma: Sean! Sean. Sean why are you doing this?
Sean: Because I screwed up, alright Emma?
Emma: Once! Everybody screws up once.
Sean: Emma homeroom is about to start.
Emma: I know, but this is more important, so stop!
(They sit down by the lockers.)
Sean: Things are always gonna be like this.
Emma: Like what?
Sean: Me screwing up. It’s in my blood.
Emma: It’s in your head and that’s all.
Sean: Your mom and Simpson aren’t gonna be as forgiving.
Emma: Did my mom give you the third degree?
Sean: No.
Emma: I mean if she has to drive you home drunk a second time it might be a different story.
Sean: You don’t have to worry about that, alright? Tracker gave me a lecture and I just don’t-
Emma: Okay, but this isn’t about Tracker or your parents or my parents. This is about you and me. Sean I like you.
Sean: I like you too.
