Tuesday, February 6, 2007

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  • Nicholas shovels the Kleen’s steps. You’d think he’d half-ass it but he does a bang up job.

  • He finishes and sprints back up the steps, but it’s too late.

  • A car pulls into the driveway. It’s one of those NEW FANGLED HYBRIDS. DUANE DASHER is behind the wheel. DONNA DASHER is in the passenger seat. Duane hits a friendly beep on the horn.

  • NICHOLAS FREDLAND
  • (startled)
  • Gah!

  • Nicholas turns. Duane and Donna wave. Nicholas gives an I’ll be right there wave. He puts the snow shovel in the corner of the porch and takes a moment to compose himself.

  • INT. CAR – NIGHT

  • Nicholas opens the backdoor and slides in.

  • NICHOLAS FREDLAND
  • Hey, guys.

  • DONNA DASHER
  • Nicholas Fredland!

  • NICHOLAS FREDLAND
  • Hey, Donna.
  • (making eye contact with Duane in the rearview mirror)
  • Duane.

  • Duane nods his head in greeting and puts the car in reverse.

  • DONNA DASHER
  • It’s too bad P. couldn’t come. What was she doing?

  • NICHOLAS FREDLAND
  • I think she’s having an affair.

  • DONNA DASHER
  • Really? That’s horrible. You two are so good together. Do you know the guy?

  • DUANE DASHER
  • I think he’s joking.

  • DONNA DASHER
  • Oh.

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