safe now, all right?
Youll be okay. Just hang on.
All right? Youre doing fine.
Dont let go. Dont let me go.
Stay with me.
Come on!
Stay with me, all right?
Stay with me.
Good.
Stay with me.
-What are you doing? Thats my car.
-Nothing, l just--
-Whatd you take?
-l turned off--
Did you take something?
-You take my phone, huh?
-Wake up! Wake up! l helped you.
l helped you.
lm sorry.
Thats the fiirst
#2
Its your gender-blind Navy,
Senator. Surely youre not going to
balk now.
DEHAVEN
Well, its just that askin you all
to integrate the Navy is like
sending a man to do a womans job.
(a beat)
How do you propose to handle the
Combat Exclusion Laws?
WHITE HOUSE #2
Keep narrowing the definitions.
Keep redefining.
WHITE HOUSE #1
We got around it in Saudi Arabia.
DEHAVEN
By calling women "Honorary Men
handle then rips up the shade for all to see:
A 747 coming RIGHT AT US.
Jacob SCREAMS. The planes CRASH.
Impact - decompression - explosion. The hull of the cabin
buckles violently - moaning like a dying elephant - peeling
inward revealing RED AND GREEN STRIPING on the outside.
A huge wing section RIPS through the structure - barely
missing Jacob - taking the greyhaired mans head clean off -
fault.
Ill be all right.
Come in, missy.
Excuse me, miss.
Is you "Miss Lorraine Edson...
th Street, Harlem"?
Yes, honey, I sure am.
And you must be Sadies girl.
Yes, maam. I am.
Well, the good Lords
delivered you safe and sound.
My mama told me to say thank you
for taking me in.
And she told me also to tell you...
that you have
the best rooming house in Harlem...
and that I aint supposed to be
handle, yet alone a nine year old.
FATHER
I cant afford to keep him in here
forever, you know.
DOCTOR
Id just like to keep him here over
night, then start sessions with a child
psychologist.
FATHER
I knew this would happen. This is his
mothers doing. Shes not strict
enough with him. I work all day. She
lays in bed drunk and the boy does
whatever he wants.
2
DOCTOR
After hes released its crucial t
handles.
I have love handles.....little ones.
MERYL (O.S)
Truman! Youre going to be late!
TRUMAN
Okay!!
(sighs)
On Trumans Porch
TRUMAN
Good Morning!
MRS. WASHINGTON
Good Morning!
WASHINGTON KID
Good Morning!
TRUMAN
Oh! And in case I dont see ya! Good
Afternoon, Good Evening, and Goodnight!
(laughs jovially)
Yeah...yeah...
SPENCER
Good morning Truman!
TRUMAN
Good mornin, Spencer!
PLUTO (the dog)
safe with us.
So, you came all the way from China to keep an eye on us.
- To help you. - Yes, of course.
To help us, since we are so incompetent.
Cause after all, what is our miserable history...
compared to yours?
Since we have to work together, I dont want to spend half the day killing your name.
- You got a nickname? - No.
Why dont we give you one. How about John?
I like that.
Richard.
Inspect
sir.
Uhh. uhh.. Sorry. No, sir.
.. for his final appearance of the day...
.. the King of New York city..
Alex the Lion!
Thank you! Thank you very much!
You guys are great.
Youre great crowd.
Give yourself a hand. Huh? Thank you.
Thank you! Oh well, thank you!
Awww.., thats too kind, too kind...
Underpants!
Everybody get home safe.
This is the life.
Thats the spot.
Oh, Im in heaven.
Safe.
Until the gloved hands grab her ankles and YANK her out from
under the bed. Melinda screams as the pick axe falls.
??
EXT. SUBURBAN HOUSE, 1983 -- EVENING
A siren screams as a Santa Mira sheriffs car pulls up.
??
INT. BENOIT HOME -- EVENING
A pair of SHERIFFs cautiously enter the house, guns drawn.
Used to breaking up domestic disputes and making sure drunks
dont drive home, they arent prep
safe here. And its where I
can talk to him.
PRIEST
Him?
JEANNE
Well, I try and talk to him, but
mostly hes the one who does the
talking.
PRIEST
Who is this "he"?
JEANNE
He never says his name.
PRIEST
What... does he... look like?
FLASH: a little boy of 8, sitting on a throne in a
clearing in a wood.
JEANNE
Beautiful.
PRIEST
And what does he say to you?
FLASH: the Boy points solemnly at us, but sa