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2008-02-02 11:57 PM A few hours in New York FADE IN: EXT. WASHINGTON HEIGHTS APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY There's movement through the dirty windows of the front door. THREE-YEAR-OLD (V.O.) Macky's turn! It's Macky's turn! MAN (V.O.) No, I think it's Butchie's turn. ANOTHER THREE-YEAR-OLD (V.O.) Push da button! MAN (V.O.) Can you do it? SFX: Security buzzer. MAN (V.O.) Good job! THREE-YEAR-OLD (V.O.) You did it, Butchie! You did it! In one obviously much-practiced gesture, DADDY (40ish, tired, unshaven) swings the door open, levers a double stroller down the front steps, and says: DADDY What's that! The three-year-olds are MAC (elfin, blond, coming down with yet another cold) and BUTCH (a future linebacker, slightly less blond than his brother). MAC AND BUTCH Da Geodge Washygton Bwidge! DADDY Very good! Who wants to be cozy? MAC Cozy! DADDY Okay! (tucks a ducky blanket around them) Let's go! EXT. 175TH ST. "A" TRAIN STATION - DAY They approach a street-level elevator. BUTCH Less go da steegy egabato! DADDY You want the stinky elevator? BUTCH Steegy egabato! DADDY Okay! Let's go on the stinky elevator! MAC No preschool! No preschool! DADDY Today is Saturday. There's no preschool on Saturday. MAC (satisfied) No preschool da Satuday. INT DOWNTOWN "A" TRAIN The stroller faces DADDY, who's sitting near the door. MAC and BUTCH are holding sippy cups. DADDY What train is this? BUTCH Da "A" Twain. DADDY That's right, it's the "A" Train. Who wants to sing the "A" Train song? MAC "A" Train Song! BUTCH "A" Twain Song! DADDY Okay. You ready? MAC Ready! BUTCH Weddy! DADDY (singing) You...can take the-- MAC AND BUTCH (gleeful) B TRAIN! DADDY (much tickling) No, not the B Train! It's the A Train! It's the A Train! (singing) All...the way to Sugar Hill in Harlem. If...you miss the-- MAC AND BUTCH (gleeful) B TRAIN! DADDY (more tickling) No, it's not the B Train! It's not the B Train! It's the A Train! (singing) You... have missed the quickest way to--? BUTCH (unintelligible) MAC Haddam. DADDY Very good. Drink your orange juice. EXT. CENTRAL PARK - DAY A few dozen people are clumped near 59th Street. A few have professional-quality video cameras on their shoulders. Either it's a political rally or the local birders have found another Scott's Oriole. DADDY Let's go see! They go see. It's a Women for Obama rally. DADDY Let's go look at horses! EXT. CENTRAL PARK - DAY DADDY That's a brown horse pulling a white carriage with white wheels. That's a brown horse pulling a black carriage with black wheels. That's a white horse pulling a white carriage with red wheels. That's a brown horse pulling a white carriage. MAC Da white wheels. DADDY That's right, very good. The wheels are white. Do you see another carriage? Do you see the inside? The color inside is red. MAC No, it's a white carriage. DADDY Yes, it's a white carriage, but the inside is red. Do you see the red? MAC No, it's a white carriage. DADDY Yes, the outside is white. The inside is red. MAC No, it's a white carriage. DADDY Butchie, do you see the carriage? What color do you see? Butchie, what color do you see? Butchie? Do you see a carriage? What color is it? Butchie? Do you see a carriage? What color is it? What color do you see? BUTCH Horsey! EXT. CENTRAL PARK PLAYGROUND - DAY Unlike last time, when DADDY thought 20° was a good temperature for playing outside, there are one or two other families here. The main attraction is the 40'-long stone slide. SERIES OF SHOTS: - MAC and BUTCH hiking up the mud path and sliding down - BUTCH making a left instead of a right and leaving the slide area, running full tilt. MAC Wait! Wait! We got to get the big slide! Wait, Butchie, wait! Butchie, come back here! - BUTCH running full-tilt in no particular direction. - MAC falling on his face as he climbs around on the log edging. DADDY helps him up. Mac's lip is a little abraded, and it mixes with what's coming out of his nose. MAC (crying) I hurt my face! Daddy I hurt my face! DADDY Yes, you hurt your face. You fell down. MAC Yes. BUTCH (grabbing Daddy's hand) Come on, Daddy! Wet's go! DADDY Butchie, I'm helping Mac right now. BUTCH (pulling) Come on, Daddy! Wet's go! DADDY Hold on, Butchie. Macky, do you want to play some more? MAC No, I want to eat Cheerios. - MAC sitting on steps, eating Cheerios MAC (eating Cheerios from a Ziploc bag) Num. Num num num. Num num num num num. Num num! Num! Num num! Num NUM! Num NUM NUM NUM! NUM NUM NUM! NUM NUM NUM NUM NUM! - BUTCH running full-tilt in no particular direction. - MAC and BUTCH jumping up and down on the little chain suspension bridges. - MAC walking all the way around the lip of a raised seating area. Two million times. - BUTCH running full-tilt in no particular direction EXT. 6TH AVENUE IN THE 40S - DAY DADDY pushes MAC and BUTCH in the stroller. They're walking all the way down to 34th Street because Daddy doesn't want to deal with the stairs at 59th. DADDY Who's that? Do you see that? Who is it? Half a block ahead is ELMO. Or anyway, someone dressed as Elmo, which--Elmo not actually being a real person in the first place, is as real as Elmo gets. MAC AND BUTCH (beam delightedly but say nothing) ELMO (makes some weird high pitched sounds) DADDY Bye-bye, Elmo! AT 42ND STREET Both boys are asleep. Planning on buying Mommy a little more time, Daddy bumps the stroller up the steps to the WichCraft kiosk, orders cappuccino and a brownie, and waits. PRETTY ASIAN REPORTER Hello, we are doing a story for Shanghai television on the coffee culture here in New York. Do you think we could talk to you? DADDY Sure. PRETTY ASIAN REPORTER Yes? Good, thank you. The news crew positions Daddy. CAMERAMAN Tilt the cap up, if you would. Daddy tilts his cap up. The interview starts. PRETTY ASIAN REPORTER Pleae tell us, do you drink a lot of coffee? DADDY Actually, no. I drink mostly tea. PRETTY ASIAN REPORTER (eyes widening in surprise) You drink a lot of tea? Why? DADDY Well, I'm the father of three-year old twins, and I need as much caffeine as I can get. PRETTY ASIAN REPORTER And tea has more caffeine than coffee? DADDY The way I make it? Yeah. PRETTY ASIAN REPORTER So you don't like coffee? DADDY Well, I'm a writer, so I like coffeehouses, because I can sit in them and write, but coffee... it's fine. PRETTY ASIAN REPORTER Do you have a favorite flavor of coffee? DADDY Do they make tea-flavored coffee? INT UPTOWN "B" TRAIN CONDUCTOR (over PA system) 59th Street, Columbus Circle. It's a packed train. A THUGGY FAMILY (father, mother, baby in stroller) rise as the train slows. DADDY and the double stroller of sleeping boys are between that family and the subway door. THUGGY FATHER Strolla heah! DADDY You getting off? THUGGY FATHER Yeah. INT 59TH STREET STATION When the train doors open, Daddy backs the double stroller between masses of people onto the platform. The Thuggy family exits. The doors close, leaving Daddy, Mac, and Butch still on the platform. Daddy just shakes his head. THUGGY FATHER He close the door on you? DADDY Yeah. THUGGY FATHER (top of his lungs at the conductor) HEY, STROLLA HEAH! The doors open. DADDY (wheeling in) Thanks. THUGGY FATHER Yeah. (top of his lungs at the conductor) FUCKIN' RETARD! INT 145TH ST. STATION DADDY disembarks with the stroller. MAC and BUTCH are still sleeping. There's no elevator here. He looks up the stairs. DADDY'S POV Four flights of stairs, going waaaay up. He blows air out his cheeks and sets to hauling 150 pounds up the stairs. Halfway to the first landing, he glances down at the platform, where a model-beautiful woman, obviously made up to impress someone, is looking uncertainly up at him. WOMAN Would you like help with that? DADDY No, that's all right, thanks. I do this all the time. WOMAN Are you sure? DADDY Yes, really, thanks. WOMAN (hesitates, then goes up) Let me help you with that. She lifts the bottom of the stroller. DADDY Are you sure about that? From her face... no she's not. But at the landing, three YOUNG MEN take over. At the top of the second flight, they pause on a different platform. DADDY Thanks very much. YOUNG MAN You going all the way up? DADDY (looking around) We're going to the "A" Train. YOUNG MAN (relieved) That's right here. INT APARTMENT - DAY MAC and BUTCH sleep in their stroller. FADE TO BLACK. The end credits roll. FADE IN: INT APARTMENT - NIGHT Nine square feet of wooden floor are covered in black permanent marker scribbles. MAC Daddy, I draw da floor! FADE TO BLACK. Read/Post Comments (14) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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