parent discussion nights...
Parents without partners.
(starts riffling, angry)
Partners without parents.
People who need people. Guys
who go into the woods, beat
drums and bond. Get a shrink.
Hug a friend. Hug yourself.
He stops, realizing that everyone in the room is staring
at him. Quickly they pretend they werent paying
attention. Someone whispers something to a client.
SAM
(continued)
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We are floating up a steep scrubby slope. We hear male voices gently singing "Tumbling Tumbleweeds" and a deep, affable, Western-accented voice - Sam Elliots, perhaps:
VOICE-OVER
A way out west there was a fella, fella I want to tell you about, fella by the name of Jeff Lebowski. At least, that was the handle his lovin parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. This Lebowski, he
parents.
OK.
Well, Marty,
what else can I do for you?
Id like to see your daughter,
sir. If I could.
Ah. Jane. Jane!
Actually, Im here for Cara.
Nice to meet you, Marty.
Come back in two years.
I dont wanna brag,
but Mr. Shaff says
Im one of the best drivers in his
class. He says Im highway ready.
Mr. Shaff and I may not agree.
- Cara! Lets go.
- So will you let me?
Well see. 3pm sharp.
Do not be
parent discussion nights...
Parents without partners.
(starts riffling, angry)
Partners without parents.
People who need people. Guys
who go into the woods, beat
drums and bond. Get a shrink.
Hug a friend. Hug yourself.
He stops, realizing that everyone in the room is staring
at him. Quickly they pretend they werent paying
attention. Someone whispers something to a client.
SAM
(continued)
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