Wednesday, January 24, 2007

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  • INT. CAR – NIGHT

  • The weather has turned awful. The snow is really coming down. Visibility is just about zero. Penelope drives. She’s very uncomfortable behind the wheel in this kind of weather. Nicholas slumps in the passenger seat.

  • NICHOLAS FREDLAND
  • Why do I always do that?

  • PENELOPE PENELOPE
  • I’m trying to concentrate here.

  • NICHOLAS FREDLAND
  • An impulse control problem. That’s what I’ve got. Don’t eat the whole box of little donuts. Don’t eat the whole bag of gummy worms. Those should be no-brainers.

  • PENELOPE PENELOPE
  • (very sarcastically)
  • Want me to take you to the emergency room?

  • NICHOLAS FREDLAND
  • (not picking up the sarcasm)
  • Yes?

  • PENELOPE PENELOPE
  • You’re such a wimp.

  • Nicholas sees a FAST FOOD RESTAURANT on the side of the road.

  • NICHOLAS FREDLAND
  • Can we get milkshakes?

  • PENELOPE PENELOPE
  • What?

  • NICHOLAS FREDLAND
  • (gesturing wildly)
  • Pull in! Pull in!

  • Nicholas’ hollering causes Penelope to panic. She takes the turn into the restaurant way too fast.

  • Penelope screams and hits the breaks. Nicholas grabs the dashboard. The car spins around a couple times, but miraculously doesn’t hit anything. The car comes to a stop at the DRIVE-THRU SPEAKER, facing the wrong way.

  • Nicholas rolls down his window.

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