DISTURBIA - Daily Script

11 CONTINUED: 11
RONNIE
Quizás no. Quizás
apenas permaneceré en
el país. Pero quizás
mis padres tomarán la
compasión en mi.
(more dramatic)
Quizás harán mi sueño
una realidad! Quizás
me llevarán a una playa
en la riviera francesa
de modo que pueda mirar
sobre la belleza natural
de sus habitantes
femeninos...
RONNIE (CONT'D)
Perhaps I won't. Perhaps
I'll just stay at home.
But perhaps my parents
will take pity on me.
(more dramatic)
Perhaps they will make my
dream a reality! Perhaps
they will take me to a
beach on the French Riviera
so that I may gaze upon
the natural beauty of its
female inhabitants.
Over this, only one GIRL, MINNIE TYCO, a rail-thin BLONDE,
picks up on this:
MINNIE TYCO
(under her breath)
Keep dreaming, perv.
RONNIE
(longingly)
Quizás... Gracias.
RONNIE (CONT'D)
Perhaps... Thank you.
The class laughs, claps. Ronnie bows, heads to his seat.
SR GUTIERREZ
Gracias, Ronnie. Quizás
le daré una "F."
8.
SR GUTIERREZ (CONT'D)
Thank you, Ronnie. Perhaps
I'll give you an "F."
The class laughs again. Gutierrez shakes his head, zeros in
on the student behind Ronnie. Sleeping with his arms folded
on his desk, a grey hoodie pulled over his head.
SENOR GUTIERREZ
Senor Brecht...
Senor Gutierrez takes some chalk, flicks it at the kid. He
still doesn't budge. Ronnie nudges him.
Dude --
RONNIE
The kid stirs, raises his head. The hoodie falls away to
reveal KALE. Longer, disheveled hair. The spark in his
eye's been replaced with an empty haze.
SENOR GUTIERREZ
So Kale, think you can stay conscious
long enough to tell us your plans
for the three wondrous summer months
ahead?
(CONTINUED)
D.J. Caruso