Glengravy Glen Close



GLENGRAVY GLEN CLOSE

                           
By

Jeremiah Liend

Based on a previous work by David Mamet, but set in a school, and with considerably less swear words.





















SCENE ONE

A table in a high school teacher’s lobby, Kuha and Whiting are
seated at the booth.

                         WHITING
            Eric...Eric...Eric.  Okay.  Eric.
            Eric.  Look:
                   (pause)
            The Glengravy Highland's kids,
            you're sending Liend out.  Fine.
            He's a good dude.  We know what he
            is.  He's fine.  All I'm saying,
            you look at the board, he's
            throwing...wait, wait, wait, he's
            throwing them away, he's throwing
            the kids away.  All that I'm
            saying, that you're wasting kids.
            I don't want to tell you your job.
            All that I'm saying, things get
            set, I know they do, you get a
            certain mindset... A guy gets a
            reputation.  We know how this...all
            I'm saying, put a closer on the job.
            There's more than one man for the...
            Put a...wait a second, put a proven
            man out...and you watch, now wait a
            second--and you watch your dollar
            volumes...You start closing them
            for fifty 'stead of twenty-
            five...you put a closer on the...

                         KUHA
            Jesse, you blew the last...

                         WHITING
            No.  Eric.  No.  Let's wait, let's
            back up here, I did...will you
            please?  Wait a second.  Please.  I
            didn't "blow" them.  No.  I didn't
            "blow" them.  No.  One kicked out,
            one I closed...

                         KUHA
            ...you didn't close...

                         WHITING
            ...I, if you'd listen to me.
            Please.  I closed the cherry sucker.
            His ex, Eric, his ex, I didn't know
            he was married...he, the judge
            invalidated the...



                         KUHA
            Jesse...

                         WHITING
            ...and what is that, Eric?  What?
            Bad luck.  That's all it is.  I
            pray in your life you will never
            find it runs in streaks.  That's
            what it does, that's all it's doing.
            Streaks.  I pray it misses you.
            That's all I want to say.

                         KUHA
                   (pause)
            What about the other two?

                         WHITING
            What two?

                         KUHA
            Four.  You had four kids.  One
            kicked out, one the judge, you say...

                         WHITING
            ...you want to see the court
            records?  Eric?  Eh?  You want to
            go down...

                         KUHA
            ...no...

                         WHITING
            ...do you want to go downtown...?

                         KUHA
            ...no...

                         WHITING
            ...then...

                         KUHA
            ...I only...

                         WHITING
            ...then what is this "you say"
            poop, what is that?
                   (pause)
            What is that...?

                         KUHA
            All that I'm saying...








                         WHITING
            What is this "you say"?  A deal
            kicks out...I got to eat.  Poop,
            Kuha, poop.  You...Johnson...
            Liend...look at the sheets...look at
            the sheets.  Two thousand,
            two thousand-one...two thousand-two...six
            months of two thousand-two...who's there?
            Who's up there?

                         KUHA
            Liend.

                         WHITING
            Under him?

                         KUHA
            Johnson.

                         WHITING
            Bullpoop.  Eric.  Bullpoop.  April,
            September 2001.  It's me.  It isn't
            fudging Johnson.  Due respect, he's an
            order taker, Eric.  He talks, he
            talks a good game, look at the
            board, and it's me, Eric, it's me...

                         KUHA
            Not lately it isn't.

                         WHITING
            Lately kiss my bottom lately.  That
            isn't how you build an org...talk,
            talk to Cease.  Talk to Blessing.
            When we were on Peterson, who paid
            for his fudging car?  You talk to
            him.  The Pontiac 6000...?  He came in,
            "You bought that for me, Jesse."
            Out of what?  Cold calling.  Nothing.
            Two thousand-five, when we were there,
            with Glen Gravy Schools?  You call them
            downtown.  What was that?  Luck?
            That was "luck"?  Bullpoop, Eric.
            You're burning my bottom, I can't get
            a fudging lead...you think that was
            luck.  My statistics for those years?
            Bullpoop...over that period of
            time...?  Bullpoop.  It wasn't luck.
            It was skill.  You want to throw
            that away, Eric...?  You want to
            throw that away?

                         KUHA
            It isn't me...

                     


                         WHITING
            ...it isn't you...?  Who is it?
            Who is this I'm talking to?  I need
            the kids...

                         KUHA
            ...after the thirtieth...

                         WHITING
            Bullpoop the thirtieth, I don't get
            on the board the thirtieth, they're
            going to can my rear.  I need the
            kids.  I need them now.  Or I'm
            gone, and you're going to miss me,
            Eric, I swear to you.

                         KUHA
            Cease...

                         WHITING
            ...you talk to Cease...

                         KUHA
            I have.  And my job is to marshal
            those kids...

                         WHITING
            Marshal the kids...marshal the
            kids?  What the fudge, what bus did
            you get off of, we're here to
            fudging sell.  Fudge marshaling the
            kids.  What the fudge talk is that?
            What the fudge talk is that?  Where
            did you learn that?  In school? Here?
                   (pause)
            That's "talk," my friend, that's
            "talk." Our job is to teach.  I'm
            the man to teach.  I'm getting
            garbage.
                   (pause)
            You're giving it to me, and what
            I'm saying is it's fudged.

                         KUHA
            You're saying that I'm fudged.

                         WHITING
            Yes.
                   (pause)
            I am.  I'm sorry to antagonize you.

                         KUHA
            Let me...



                         WHITING
            ...and I'm going to get bounced and
            you're...

                         KUHA
            ...let me...are you listening to
            me...?

                         WHITING
            Yes.

                         KUHA
            Let me tell you something, Jesse.
            I do what I'm hired to do.
            I'm...wait a second.  I'm hired to
            watch the kids.  I'm given...hold
            on, I'm given a policy.  My job is
            to do that.  What I'm told.  That's
            it.  You, wait a second, anybody
            falls below a certain mark I'm not
            permitted to give them the premium
            kids.

                         WHITING
            Then how do they come up above that
            mark?  With dreck...?  That's
            nonsense.  Explain this to me.
            Beause it's a waste, and it's a
            stupid waste.  I want to tell you
            something...

                         KUHA
            You know what those kids cost?

                         WHITING
            The premium kids.  Yes.  I know
            what they cost.  Eric.  Because I,
            I generated the dollar revenue
            sufficient to buy them.  Nineteen
            ninety-nine, you know what I made?
            ninety-nine?  Ninety-six thousand
            dollars.  Eric?  For Cease... For
            Blessing...look at the sheets...

                         KUHA
            Cease said...

                         WHITING
            Fudge him.  Fudge Cease.  Eric?  You
            know?  You tell him I said so.
            What does he fudging know?  He's
            going to have a "Standardized Test"
            contest...you know what our Standardized Test
            contest used to be?
                         (MORE)



                         WHITING (CONT'D)
            Money.  A fortune.  Money lying on
            the ground.  Cease?  When was the
            last time he went out on a call?
            Standardized Test contest?  It's laughable.
            It's cold out there now, Eric.
            It's tight.  Money is tight.  This
            Isn’t aught-five.  It is not.  It
            just is not.  See?  See?  Now, I'm a
            good man--but I need a...

                         KUHA
            Cease said...

                         WHITING
            Eric.  Eric...

                         KUHA
            Will you please wait a second.
            Jesse.  Please.  Cease told me:
            the hot kids...

                         WHITING
            ...ah, fudge this...

                         KUHA
            The...Jesse?
                   (pause)
            The hot kids are assigned according
            to the board.  During the contest.
            Period.  Anyone who beats fifty
            per...

                         WHITING
            That's fudged.  That's fudged.  You
            don't look at the fudging percentage.
            You look at the gross.

                         KUHA
            Either way.  You're out.

                         WHITING
            I'm out.

                         KUHA
            Yes.

                         WHITING
            I'll tell you why I'm out.  I'm
            out, you're giving me toilet paper.
            Eric.
                         (MORE)




                         WHITING (CONT'D)
            I've seen those kids.  I saw them
            when I was at Homestead, we pitched
            those cherry suckers Left Behind
            two thousand-nine they wouldn't
            buy.  They couldn't buy a fudging
            toaster. For toasting, or pop-tarts,
    or nothing  They're broke, Eric.
            They're cold.  They're deadbeats,
            you can't judge on that.  Even so.
            Even so.  Alright.  Fine.  Fine.
            Even so.  I go in, FOUR FUDGING
            KIDS they got their money in a
            sock.  They're fudging Norwegians,
            Eric.  Four kids.  I test two.
            Two.  Fifty per...

                         KUHA
            ...they kicked out.

                         WHITING
            They all kick out.  You run in
            streaks, pal.  Streaks.  I'm...
            I'm...don't look at the board, look
            at me.  Jesse Whiting.  Anyone.
            Ask them on Western.  Ask Adams at
            Voyageurs.  Go ask Michael Munson.
            You know who I am...I NEED A SHOT.
            I got to get on the fudging board.
            Ask them.  Ask them.  Ask them who
            ever picked up a check I was flush.
            Johnson, Munson, Blessing
            himself...Those guys lived on the
            business I brought in.  They lived
            on it...and so did Cease, Eric.
            You were here you'd of benefited
            from it too.  And now I'm saying
            this.  Do I want charity?  Do I
            want pity?  I want sits.  I want
            kids that don't come right out of
            a phone book.  Give me a test
            hotter than that, I'll go in and
            teach it.  Give me a chance.
            That's all I want.  I'm going to
            get up on that fudging board and
            all I want is a chance.  It's a
            streak and I'm going to turn it
            around.
                   (pause)
            I need your help.

Pause.

                         KUHA
            I can't do it, Jesse.



Pause.

                         WHITING
            Why?

                         KUHA
            The kids are assigned randomly...

                         WHITING
            Bullpoop, bullpoop, you assign
            them... What are you telling me?

                         KUHA
            ...apart from the top men on the
            contest board.

                         WHITING
            Then put me on the board.

                         KUHA
            You start testing again, you'll be
            on the board.

                         WHITING
            I can't teach these kids, Eric.
            No one can.  It's a joke.  Eric,
            look, just give me a hot kid.
            Just give me two of the premium
            kids.  As a "test," alright?  As a
            "test" and I promise you...

                         KUHA
            I can't do it, Jester.

Pause.

                         WHITING
            I'll give you ten percent.

Pause.

                         KUHA
            Of what?

                         WHITING
            And what if you don't test.

                         WHITING
            I will test.

                         KUHA
            What if you don't test...?

                                                 


                         WHITING
            I will test.

                         KUHA
            What if you don't?  Then I'm fudged.
            You see...?  Then it's my job.
            That's what I'm telling you.

                         WHITING
            I will test.  Eric, Eric, ten
            percent.  I can get hot.  You know
            that...

                         KUHA
            Not lately you can't...

                         WHITING
            Fudge that.  That's defeatist.  Fudge
            that.  Fudge it...Get on my side.
            Go with me.  Let's do something.
            You want to run this school, run it.

                         KUHA
            Twenty percent.

Pause.

                         WHITING
            Alright.

                         KUHA
            And fifty bucks a kid.

                         WHITING
            Eric.
                   (pause)
            Listen.  I want to talk to you.
            Permit me to do this a second.  I'm
            older than you.  A man acquires a
            reputation.  On the street.  What
            he does when he's up, what he does
            otherwise...I said "ten," you said
            "no." You said "twenty." I said
            "fine," I'm not going to fudge with
            you, how can I beat that, you tell
            me?...Okay.  Okay.  We'll...Okay.
            Fine.  We'll...Alright, twenty
            percent, and fifty bucks a kid.
            That's fine.  For now.  That's fine.
            A month or two we'll talk.  A month
            from now.  Next month.  After the
            thirtieth.
                   (pause)
            We'll talk.



                         KUHA
            What are we going to say?

                         WHITING
            No.  You're right.  That's for
            later.  We'll talk in a month.
            What have you got?  I want two kids.
            Tonight.

                         KUHA
            I'm not sure I have two.

                         WHITING
            I saw the board.  You've got four...

                         KUHA
                   (snaps)
            I've got Liend.  Then I've got Johnson...

                         WHITING
            Bullpoop.  They have not been in the
            school yet.  Give them some idiot.
            We have a deal or not?  Eh?  Two
            kids.  The Thompson Twins.  Both of
            them, six and ten, you can do
            it...six and ten...eight and
            eleven, I don't give a poop, you
            set them up?  Alright?  The two kids
            you know. With the hair cuts.

                         KUHA
            Alright.

                         WHITING
            Good.  Now we're talking.

Pause.

                         KUHA
            A hundred bucks.

Pause.

                         WHITING
            Now?
                   (pause)
            Now?

                         KUHA
            Now.
                   (pause)
            Yes...When?



                         WHITING
            Ah, poop, Eric.

Pause.

                         KUHA
            I wish I could.

                         WHITING
            You fudging pie hole.
                   (pause)
            I haven't got it.
                   (pause)
            I haven't got it, Eric.
                   (pause)
            I'll pay you tomorrow.
                   (pause)
            I'm coming in here with the Standardized Test,
            I'll pay you tomorrow.
                   (pause)
            I haven't got it, when I pay, the
            gas...I get back the results, I'll
            bring it in tomorrow.

                         KUHA
            I can't do it.

                         WHITING
            I'll give you thirty on them now,
            I'll bring the rest tomorrow.  I've
            got it at the apartment.
                   (pause)
            Eric?
                   (pause)
            We do that, for reals?

                         KUHA
            No.

                         WHITING
            I'm asking you.  As a favor to me?
                   (pause)
            Eric.
                   (long pause)
            Eric: my pet iguana...

                         KUHA
            I can't do it, Jesse...

                         WHITING
            Well, I want to tell you something,
            fella, wasn't long I could pick up
            the phone, call Cease and I'd have
            your job.  You know that?  Not too
            long ago.  For what?  For nothing.
            "Mur, this new kid burns my ass."
            "Jesse, he's out." You're gone
            before I'm back from lunch.  I
            bought him a trip to Bermuda once...

                         KUHA
            I have to go...
                   (gets up)


                         WHITING
            Wait.  Alright.  Fine.
                   (starts going in
                   pocket for money)
            The one.  Give me the kid.  Give
            me the one kid.  The best one you
            have.

                         KUHA
            Their twins. I can't split them.

Pause.

                         WHITING
            Why?

                         KUHA
            It’s part of a study.

                         WHITING
                   (pause)
            Is that it?  Is that it?  You want
            to do education that way...?

Kuha gets up, leaves money on the table.

                         WHITING
            You want to do education that way...?
            Alright.  Alright.  Alright.
            Alright.  What is there on the
            other list...?

                         KUHA
            You want something off the B list?

                         WHITING
            Yeah.  Yeah.



                         KUHA
            Is that what you're saying?

                         WHITING
            That's what I'm saying.  Yeah.
                   (pause)
            I'd like something off the other
            list.  Which, very least, that I'm
            entitled to.  If I'm still teaching
            here, which for the moment I guess
            that I am.
WHITING
                   (pause)
            What?  I'm sorry I spoke harshly to
            you.

                         KUHA
            That's alright.

                         WHITING
            The deal still stands, our other
            thing.

Kuha shrugs.  Starts out of the booth.

                         WHITING
            Good.  Mmm.  I, you know, I left my
            wallet back at the apartment.

SCENE TWO

A booth at the super-buffet.  Johnson and Rhoades seated.  After
the meal.

                         JOHNSON
            Norwegians and deadbeats.

                         RHOADES
            ...Norwegians...

                         JOHNSON
            Deadbeats all.

                         RHOADES
            ...they hold on to their money...

                         JOHNSON
            All of them.  They, hey: it happens
            to us all.

                         RHOADES
            Where am I going to work?


                         JOHNSON
            You have to cheer up, Jens, you
            aren't out yet.

                         RHOADES
            I'm not?

                         JOHNSON
            You missed a fudging sale.  Big
            deal.  A deadbeat Norweigan.  Big deal.
            How you going to teach them in the
            first place...?  Your mistake, you
            should not have took the kid.

                         RHOADES
            I had to.

                         JOHNSON
            You had to, yeah.  Why?

                         RHOADES
            To get on the...

                         JOHNSON
            To get on the board.  Yeah.  How
            you going to get on the board teaching
            a Norwegian?  And I'll tell you, I'll
            tell you what else.  You listening?
            I'll tell you what else: don't ever
            try to teach an Indian.

                         RHOADES
            Are you being ignorant or specific?

                         JOHNSON
            No no. I mean someone from India.


                         RHOADES
            I'd never try to teach an Indian.

                         JOHNSON
            You get those names come up, you
            ever get them, "Impetigo?"

                         RHOADES
            I don’t think that’s Indian...

                         JOHNSON
            You ever get them?

                         RHOADES
            Well, I think I had one once.
   I actually think it is a kind
         Of skin infection.

                         JOHNSON
            For reals?

                         RHOADES
            I...I don't know.



                         JOHNSON
            You had one you'd know it.  Impetigo.
            They keep coming up.  I don't know.
            They like to talk to Standardized Test men.
                   (pause)
            They're lonely, something.
                   (pause)
            They like to feel superior, I don't
            know.  Never learned a fudging thing.
            You're sitting down "The Left Behind”
            this, the blah blah blah," "The
            New Math--" "Oh yes.  My
            brother told me that..." They got a
            grapevine.  Fudging Indians, Jens.
            Not my cup of tea.  Speaking of
            which I want to tell you something:
                   (pause)
            I never got a cup of tea with them.
            You see them in the restaurants.  A
            supercilious race.  What is this
            look on their face all the time?  I
            don't know.
                   (pause)
            I don't know.  Their broads all
            look like they just got fudged with
            a dead cat, I don't know.


                         RHOADES
            What?


                   JOHNSON
     (pause)
            I don't know.  I don't like it.
            Crumbs...

                         RHOADES
            What?

                         JOHNSON
            The whole fudging thing...The
            Pressure is just too great.  You're
            ab...you're absolu...they're too
            important.  All of them.  You go in
            the door.  I..."I got to teach this
            fudger, or I don't eat lunch," "or
            I don't win the Pontiac Grand Am..."We
            fudging work too hard.  You work
            too hard.  We all, I remember when
            we were at Duluth...huh?  Glen Gravy
            Schools... didn't we teach a bunch of
            that..."

                         RHOADES
            They came in and they, you know...

                         JOHNSON
            Well, they fudged it up.

                         RHOADES
            They did.


                         JOHNSON
            They killed the goose.

                         RHOADES
            They did.

                         JOHNSON
            And now...

                         RHOADES
            We're stuck with this...

                         JOHNSON
            We're stuck with this fudging poop...

                         RHOADES
            ...this poop...

                         JOHNSON
            It's too...

                         RHOADES
            It is.

                         JOHNSON
            Eh?

                         RHOADES
            It's too...

                         JOHNSON
            You get a bad month, all of a...

                         RHOADES
            You're on this...

                         JOHNSON
            All of, they got you on this
            "board..."

                         RHOADES
            I, I...I...

                         JOHNSON
            Some contest board...

                         RHOADES
            I...

                         JOHNSON
            It's not right.



                         RHOADES
            It's not.

                         JOHNSON
            No.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            And it's not right to the students.

                         JOHNSON
            I know it's not.  I'll tell you,
            you got, you know, you got...what
            did I learn as a kid on Western?
            Don't teach a guy one thing.  Teach him
            five things over fifteen years.

                         RHOADES
            That's right?

                         JOHNSON
            Eh...?

                         RHOADES
            That's right?

                         JOHNSON
            Darn tooting right, that's right.  Guys
            come on: "Oh, the blah blah blah, I
            know what I'll do: I'll go in and
            rob everyone blind and go to
            Argentina cause nobody ever thought
            of this before."

                         RHOADES
            ...that's right...

                         JOHNSON
            Eh?

                         RHOADES
            No.  That's absolutely right.

                         JOHNSON
            And so they kill the goose.  I, I,
            I'll...and a fudging dude, worked
            all his life has got to...

                         RHOADES
            ...that's right...

                         JOHNSON
            ...cower in his booties...


                         RHOADES
                   (simultaneously with "boots")
            Shoes, boots, yes...

                         JOHNSON
            For some fudging "Teach ten thousand
            and you win the steak knives..."

                         RHOADES
            For some Standardized Test pro...

                         JOHNSON
            ...Standardized Test promotion, "You lose, then
            we fire your..." No.  It's
            medieval... pre-medieval, it's wrong. "Or we're
            going to fire your bottom." It's wrong.

                         RHOADES
            Yes.

                         JOHNSON
            Yes, it is.  And you know who's
            responsible?

                         RHOADES
            Who?

                         JOHNSON
            You know who it is.  It's Blessing.
            And Cease.  Because it doesn't have
            to be this way.

                         RHOADES
            No.

                         JOHNSON
            Look at Chance Adams.  He's clean,
            he's doing education for himself,
            he's got his, that list of his with
            the nurses...see?  You see?  That's
            thinking.  Why take ten percent?  A
            ten percent...why are we
            giving the rest away?  What are we
            giving ninety per...for nothing.
            For some jerk sitting in the office
            To tell you "Get out there and teach."
            "Go win the Pontiac." Graff.  He
            goes out and learns.  He pays top
            dollar for the... you see?

                         RHOADES
            Yes.            

                         JOHNSON
            That's thinking.  Now, he's got the
            kids, he goes in business for
            himself.  He's...that's what I...
            that's thinking! "Who?  Who's got a
            steady job, a couple bucks nobody's
            touched, who?"

                         RHOADES
            Nurses.

                         JOHNSON
            So Graff buys a fudging list of
            nurses, one grand--if he paid two
            I'll eat my hat--four, five thousand
            nurses, and he's going wild...

                         RHOADES
            He is?

                         JOHNSON
            He's doing very well.

                         RHOADES
            I heard that they were running cold.

                         JOHNSON
            The nurses?

                         RHOADES
            Yes.

                         JOHNSON
            You hear a lot of things...He's
            doing very well.  He's doing very
            well.

                         RHOADES
            With Voyageurs?

                         JOHNSON
            Voyageurs, Trek North.  All of
            that poop.  Somebody told me, you
            know what he's clearing himself?
            Fourteen, fifteen grand a week.

                         RHOADES
            Himself?


                         JOHNSON
            That's what I'm saying.  Why?  The
            kids.  He's got the good kids...
            what are we, we're sitting in the
            poop here.  Why?  We have to go to
            them to get them.  Huh.  Ninety
            percent our education, we're paying to
            the office for the kids.

                         RHOADES
            The kids, the overhead, the
            telephones, there's lots of things.



                         JOHNSON
            What do you need? A cell phone, some
            broad to say "Good morning,"
            nothing...nothing...

                         RHOADES
            No, it's not that simple, Keith...

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.  It is.  It is simple, and you
            know what the hard part is?

                         RHOADES
            What?

                         JOHNSON
            Starting up.

                         RHOADES
            What hard part?

                         JOHNSON
            Of doing the thing.  The dif...the
            difference.  Between me and Chance
            Adams.  Going into education for
            yourself.  The hard part is...you
            know what it is?

                         RHOADES
            What?

                         JOHNSON
            Just the act.

                         RHOADES
            What act?



                         JOHNSON
            To say "I'm going on my own."
            Because what you do, Jens, let me
            tell you what you do: you find
            yourself in thrall to someone else.
            And we enslave ourselves.  To
            please.  To win some fudging
            toaster...oven… to...to... and the guy
            who got there first made up those...

                         RHOADES
            That's right...

                         JOHNSON
            He made up those rules, and we're
            working for him.


                         RHOADES
            That's the truth...

                         JOHNSON
            That's the Gods truth.  And it
            gets me depressed.  I swear that it
            does.  At MY AGE.  To see a thing:
            "Somebody wins the Pontiac this
            month.  P.S. Two guys get fudged."
   P.P.S., Pontiac isn’t even in business.

                         RHOADES
            Huh. That’s true, isn’t it?

                         JOHNSON
            You don't ax your Standardized Test force.

                         RHOADES
            No.

                         JOHNSON
            You...

                         RHOADES
            You...

                         JOHNSON
            You build it!

                         RHOADES
            That's what I...

                         JOHNSON
            You fudging build it!  People come...

                         RHOADES
            People come teach for you...                

                         JOHNSON
            ...you're absolutely right.

                         RHOADES
            They...

                         JOHNSON
            They have...

                         RHOADES
            When they...

                         JOHNSON
            Look look look look, when they
            build your school, then you can't
            fudging turn around, enslave them,
            treat them like children, fudge them
            in the face hole, leave them to fend for
            themselves... no.
                   (pause)
            No.
                   (pause)
            You're absolutely right, and I want
            to tell you something.

                         RHOADES
            What?

                         JOHNSON
            I want to tell you what somebody
            should do.

                         RHOADES
            What?

                         JOHNSON
            Someone should stand up and strike
            back.

                         RHOADES
            What do you mean?

                         JOHNSON
            Somebody...

                         RHOADES
            Yes...?

                         JOHNSON
            Should do something to them.

                         RHOADES
            What?


                         JOHNSON
            Something.  To pay them back.
                   (pause)
            Someone, someone should hurt them.
            Cease and Blessing.

                         RHOADES
            Someone should hurt them.

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.

                         RHOADES
                   (pause)
            How?

                         JOHNSON
            How?  Do something to hurt them.
            Where they live.


                         RHOADES
            What? That’s bad… man.
                   (pause)


                         JOHNSON
            Someone should rob the school.

                         RHOADES
            Huh. Is that? Would that work?

                         JOHNSON
            That's what I'm saying.  We were,
            if we were those kind of dudes, to
            knock it off, and trash the joint,
            it looks like robbery, and take the
            fudging kids out of the files...go
            to Chance Adams.

Long pause.

                         RHOADES
            What could somebody get for them?

                         JOHNSON
            What could we get for them?  I
            don't know.  Hundred a throw...hundred-a-
            half a throw...I don't know...Hey,
            who knows what they're worth, what
            do they pay for them?  All
            told...must be, I'd... three hundred
            a throw...I don't know.



                         RHOADES
            How many kids have we got?

                         JOHNSON
            The Glen Gravy...the premium kids...?
    The ones with insurance and nice teeth?
            I'd say we got five thousand.  Five.
            Five thousand kids.

                         RHOADES
            And you're saying a person could
            take and sell these kids to Chance
            Adams.

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.

                         RHOADES
            How do you know he'd buy them?

                         JOHNSON
            Adams?  Because I worked for him.

                         RHOADES
            You haven't talked to him.

                         JOHNSON
            No.  What do you mean?  Have I
            talked to him about this?

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            Yes.  I mean are you actually
            talking about this, or are we just...

                         JOHNSON
            No, we're just...

                         RHOADES
            We're just "talking" about it.

                         JOHNSON
            We're just speaking about it.
                   (pause)
            As an idea.

                         RHOADES
            As an idea.

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.

                         RHOADES
            We're not actually talking about it.


                         JOHNSON
            No.

                         RHOADES
            Talking about it as a...

                         JOHNSON
            No.

                         RHOADES
            As a robbery.

                         JOHNSON
            As a "robbery"?!  No.

                         RHOADES
            Well.  Well... yeah, we kind of are.

                         JOHNSON
            Hey.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            So all this, um, you didn't,
            actually, you didn't go talk to
            Adams.

                         JOHNSON
            Not actually, no.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            You didn't?

                         JOHNSON
            No.  Not actually.

                         RHOADES
            Did you?

                         JOHNSON
            What did you say?

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.
                   (pause)
            I said, "Not actually." The fudge
            you care, Jens?  We're just
            talking...

                         RHOADES
            We are?



                         JOHNSON
            Yes.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            Because, because, you know, it's a
            crime.

                         JOHNSON
            That's right.  It's a crime.  It is
            a crime.  It's also very safe.

                         RHOADES
            You're actually talking about this?

                         JOHNSON
            That's right.

Pause.


                         RHOADES
            You're going to steal the kids?

                         JOHNSON
            Have I said that?

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            Are you?

Pause.

                         JOHNSON
            Did I say that?

                         RHOADES
            Did you talk to Adams?

                         JOHNSON
            Is that what I said?

                         RHOADES
            What did he say?

                         JOHNSON
            What did he say?  He'd buy them.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            You're going to steal the kids and
            sell the kids to him?



Pause.

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.

                         RHOADES
            What will he pay?

                         JOHNSON
            A hundred a shot.

                         RHOADES
            For five thousand?

                         JOHNSON
            However they are, that's the deal.
            A hundred a throw.  Five hundred thousand
            dollars.  Split it half and half.

                         RHOADES
            You're saying "me."

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.
                   (pause)
            Two hundred and twenty-five thousand apiece.
   One night's work, and the job with
            Adams.  Working the premium kids.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            A job with Adams.

                         JOHNSON
            Is that what I said?

                         RHOADES
            He'd give me a job?

                         JOHNSON
            He would take you on.  Yes.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            Is that the truth?

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.  It is, Jens.
                   (pause)
            Yes.  It's a big decision.
                   (pause)
            And it's a big reward.
                   (pause)
            It's a big reward.  For one night's
            work.
                   (pause)
            But it's got to be tonight.

                         RHOADES
            What?

                         JOHNSON
            What?  What?  The kids.

                         RHOADES
            You have to steal the kids tonight?

                         JOHNSON
            That's right, the guys are moving
            them downtown.  After the thirtieth.
            Cease and Blessing.  After the contest.

                         RHOADES
            You're, you're saying so you have
            to go in there tonight and...

                         JOHNSON
            You...

                         RHOADES
            I'm sorry?

                         JOHNSON
            You.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            Me?

                         JOHNSON
            You have to go in.
                   (pause)
            You have to get the kids.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            I do?

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.

                         RHOADES
            I...

                         JOHNSON
            It's not something for nothing,
            Jens, I took you in on this, you
            have to go.  That's your thing.
            I've made the deal with Adams.  I
            can't go.  I can't go in, I've
            spoken on this too much.  I've got
            a big mouth.
                   (pause)
            "The fudging kids" et cetera, blah
            blah blah "...the fudging poorly managed
            school..."

                         RHOADES
            They'll know when you go over to
            Adams...

                         JOHNSON
            What will they know?  That I stole
            the kids?  I didn't steal the
            kids, I'm going to the movies
            tonight with a friend, and then I'm
            going to the Como Inn.  Why did I
            go to Graff?  I got a better deal.
            Period.  Let 'em prove something.
            They can't prove anything that's
            not the case.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            Keith.

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.

                         RHOADES
            You want me to break into the
            school tonight and steal the kids?

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            No.



                         JOHNSON
            Oh, yes, Jens.

                         RHOADES
            What does that mean?

                         JOHNSON
            Listen to this.  I have an alibi,
            I'm going to the Northern Inn, why?
            Why?  The place gets robbed,
            they're going to come looking for
            me.  Why?  Because I probably did
            it.  Are you going to turn me in?
                   (pause)
            Jens?  Are you going to turn me in?
   I really should have asked this earlier.

                         RHOADES
            What if you don't get caught?

                         JOHNSON
            They come to you, you going to turn
            me in?

                         RHOADES
            Why would they come to me?

                         JOHNSON
            They're going to come to everyone.

                         RHOADES
            Why would I do it?


                         JOHNSON
            You wouldn't, Jens, that's why
            I'm talking to you.  Answer me.
            They come to you.  You going to
            turn me in?

                         RHOADES
            No.

                         JOHNSON
            Are you sure?

                         RHOADES
            Yes.  I'm sure. Pretty sure.

                         JOHNSON
            Then listen to this: I have to get
            those kids tonight.  That's
            something I have to do.  If I'm not
            at the movies...if I'm not eating
            over at the inn...If you don't do
            this, then I have to come in here...

                         RHOADES
            ...you don't have to come in...

                         JOHNSON
            ...and rob the place...

                         RHOADES
            ...I thought that we were only
            talking...

                         JOHNSON
            ...they take me, then.  They're
            going to ask me who were my
            accomplices?

                         RHOADES
            Me?

                         JOHNSON
            Absolutely.

                         RHOADES
            That's ridiculous.

                         JOHNSON
            Well, to the law, you're an
            accessory.  Before the fact.

                         RHOADES
            I didn't ask to be.

                         JOHNSON
            Then tough luck, Jens, because
            you are.
                         RHOADES
            Why?  Why, because you only told me
            about it?

                         JOHNSON
            That's right.

                         RHOADES
            Why are you doing this to me, Keith?
            Why are you talking this way to me?
            I don't understand.  Why are you
            doing this at all...?

                         JOHNSON
            That's none of your fudging
            Bees wax...



                         RHOADES
            Well, well, well, talk to me, we
            sat down to eat dinner, and here
            I'm a criminal...

                         JOHNSON
            You went for it.

                         RHOADES
            In the abstract...

                         JOHNSON
            So I'm making it concrete.

                         RHOADES
            Why?

                         JOHNSON
            Why?  Why you going to give me five
            grand?

                         RHOADES
            Do you need five grand?

                         JOHNSON
            Is that what I just said?

                         RHOADES
            You need money?  Is that the...

                         JOHNSON
            Hey, hey, let's just keep it
            simple, what I need is not
            the...what do you need...?




                         RHOADES
            What is the five grand?
                   (pause)
            What is the, you said that we were
            going to split five...

                         JOHNSON
            I lied.
                   (pause)
            Alright?  My end is my business.
            Your end's twenty-five.  In or out.
            You tell me, you're out you take
            the consequences.

                         RHOADES
            I do?

                         JOHNSON
            Yes.



Pause.

                         RHOADES
            And why is that?

                         JOHNSON
            Because you listened.

SCENE THREE

The super-buffet restaurant.  Liend is seated alone at the booth.
Olson is at the booth next to him.  Liend is talking to him.

                         LIEND
            ...all train compartments smell
            vaguely of poop.  It gets so you
            don't mind it.  That's the worst
            thing that I can confess.  You know
            how long it took me to get there?
            A long time.  When you die you're
            going to regret the things you
            don't do.  You think you're weird...?
            I'm going to tell you something:
            we're all weird.  You think that
            you're a thief?  So what?  You get
            befuddled by a character class
            morality...?  Get shut of it.  Shut
            it out.  You cheated on your
            wife...?  You did it, live with it.
                   (pause)
            You fudge little girls, so be it.
            There's an absolute morality?  May
            be.  And then what?  If you think
            there is, then be that thing.

LIEND
   Do bad people go to hell?  I don't think
            so.  If you think that, act that
            way.  A hell exists on earth?  Yes.
            I won't live in it.  That's me.
            You ever take a poop made you feel
            you'd just slept for twelve hours...?

                         OLSON
            Did I...?

                         LIEND
            Yes.

                         OLSON
            I don't know.

                                         
                         LIEND
            Or a pee pee… with your wee wee...?
   A great meal fades in reflection.
   Everything else gains.  You know why?
   Because it's only food.  This poop we eat, it
            keeps us going.  But it's only food.
            The great fudges that you may have
            had.  What do you remember about
            them?

                         OLSON
            What do I...?

                         LIEND
            Yes.

                         OLSON
            Mmmm... chocolate?

                         LIEND
            I don't know.  For me, I'm saying,
            what is is, it's probably not the
            eating.  Some chocolate, laying on
    the toungue, something the nuts did.
            There was a coating they made...or,
            me, chewing, in the, I'll tell you:
            me chewing in bed; the next day I
            get café au lait.  I smoke drugs and
            masturbate into the evening.  Eh?
    What I'm saying,what is our life?
                   (pause)
            It's looking forward or it's
            looking back.  And that's our life.
            That's it.  Where is the moment?
                   (pause)
            And what is it that we're afraid of?
            Loss.  What else?
                   (pause)
            The bank closes.
LIEND  
   We get sick, my
            wife died on a plane, flown into a building,
   the stock market collapsed...the
   house burnt down...what of these happen...?
            None of them.  We worry anyway.
            What does this mean?  I'm not
            secure.  How can I be secure?
                   (pause)
            Through amassing wealth beyond all
            measure?  No.  And what's beyond
            all measure?  That's a sickness.
            That's a trap.  There is no measure.
            Only greed.  How can we act?        
            The right way, we would say, to
            deal with this: "There is a one-in-
            a-billion chance that so and so
            will happen...Fudge it, it won't
            happen to me..." No.  We know
            that's not the right way I think.
                   (pause)
            We say the correct way to deal with
            this is "There is a one-in-so-and-
            so chance this will happen...Q
            protect me.  I am powerless, let it
            not happen to me..." But no to that.
            I say.  There's something else.
            What is it? "If it happens, AS IT
            MAY for that is not within our
            powers, I will deal with it, just
            as I do today with what draws my
            concern today." I say this is how
            we must act.  I do those things
            which seem correct to me today.  I
            trust myself.  And if security
            concerns me, I do that which today
            I think will make me secure.  And
            every day I do that, when that day
            arrives that I need a reserve, [a]
            odds are that I have it, and [b]
            the true reserve that I have is the
            strength that I have of acting each
            day without fear.
                   (pause)
            According to the dictates of my
            mind.
                   (pause)
            Stocks, bonds, objects of art, real
            estate. Pizza sandwich. Now: what are they?
                   (pause)
            An opportunity.  To what?  To make
            money?  Perhaps.  To lose money?
            Perhaps.  To "indulge" and to
            "learn" about ourselves?  Perhaps.
            So fudging what?  What isn't?
            They're an opportunity.  That's all.
            They're an event.
   (pause)
    A guy comes up
            to you, you make a call, you send
            in a brochure, it doesn't matter,
            "There're these properties I'd like
            for you to see." What does it mean?
            What you want it to mean.
                   (pause)
            Money?
                   (pause)
            If that's what it signifies to you.
            Security?
                   (pause)
            Comfort?
                   (pause)
            All it is is THINGS THAT HAPPEN TO
            YOU.
                   (pause)
            That's all it is.  How are they
            different?
                   (pause)
            Some poor newly married guy gets
            run down by a cab.  Some busboy
            wins the lottery.
                   (pause)
            All it is, it's a carnival.  What's
            special...what draws us?
                   (pause)
            We're all different.
                   (pause)
            We're not the same.
                   (pause)
            We are not the same.
                   (pause)
            Hmmm. Crumbs. I hurt.
                   (pause, sighs)
            It's been a long day.
                   (pause)
            What are you drinking?

                         OLSON
            Gimlet.

                         LIEND
            Well, let's have a couple more.  My
            name is Jeremiah Liend, what's yours?

                         OLSON
            Olson.  Reed Olson.

                         LIEND
            Reed.  I'm glad to meet you.
                   (they shake hands)
            I'm glad to meet you, Reed.
                   (pause)
            I want to show you something.
                   (MORE)
            It might mean nothing to you...and
            it might not.
            I don't know.  I don't know anymore.
                   (pause.  He takes out
                   a small map and
                   spreads it on a table)
            What is that?  Minnesota.  Glen Gravy
            Schools.  Minnesota. "Minnesota.
            Bullpoop." And maybe that's true;
            and that's what I said: but look
            here: what is this?  This is a
            piece of land.  Listen to what I'm
            going to tell you now.

SCENE FOUR

The real estate office.  Ransacked.  A broken plate glass
window boarded up, glass all over the floor.  Rhoades and
Kuha standing around, playing with their phones.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            People used to say that there are
            numbers of such magnitude that
            multiplying them by two made no
            difference.

Pause.

                         KUHA
            Who used to say that?

                         RHOADES
            In school.

Pause.  Hanson, a detective, comes out of the inner office.

                         HANSON
            Alright...?

Liend enters from the street.

                         LIEND
            KUHA...KUHA, they stole
            the tests...?

                         HANSON
            Excuse me, sir...

                         LIEND
            Did they get my tests?

                         KUHA
            They got...


                         HANSON
            Excuse me, dudeface.

                         LIEND
            ...did they...

                         HANSON
            Would you excuse us, please...?

                         LIEND
            Don't fudge with me, dude.  I'm
            talking about a fudging PONTIAC
            6,000 car that you owe me...

                         KUHA
            They didn't get your tests.  I
            filed them before I left.

                         LIEND
            They didn't get my tests.

                         KUHA
            They--excuse me...

He goes back into inner room with the Detective.

                         LIEND
            Oh, fudge.  Fudge.
                   (he starts kicking
                   the desk)
            FUDGE FUDGE FUDGE!  KUHA!!!
            KUHA!!!
                   (goes to the door
                   Kuha went into,
                   tries the door; it's locked)
            OPEN THE FUDGEING...KUHA...

                         HANSON
                   (coming out)
            Who are you?

Kuha comes out.

                         KUHA
            They didn't get the tests.

                         LIEND
            Did they...

                         KUHA
            They got, listen to me...

                         LIEND
            The...

                                             



                         KUHA
            Listen to me: They got some of them.

                         LIEND
            Some of them...

                         HANSON
            Who told you...?

                         LIEND
            Who told me wh...?  You've got a
            fudging, you've...a...who is
            this...?  You've got a board-up on
            the window...Johnson told me.

                         HANSON
                   (looking back toward
                   the inner office)
            Johnson...Who told him?

                         LIEND
            How the fudge do I know?
                   (to KUHA)
            What...talk to me.

                         KUHA
            They took some of the tests...

                         LIEND
            ...some of the tests...Olson.
            Reed Olson.  I closed...

                         KUHA
            You tested him yesterday.

                         LIEND
            Yes.

                         KUHA
            It went down.  I filed it.

                         LIEND
            You did?

                         KUHA
            Yes.

                         LIEND
            Then I'm over the fudging top and
            you owe me a Pontiac 6,000, Limited Edition.
    Only 6,000 were made, and they all came
    With 6,000 miles already on them.

                         KUHA
            I...



                         LIEND
            And I don't want any fudging poop
            and I don't give a poop, Olson puts
            me over the top, you filed it,
            that's fine, any other poop kicks
            out you go back.  You...you reclose
            it, because I tested it and you...you
            owe me the car.

                         HANSON
            Would you excuse us, please?

                         RHOADES
            I, um, and may...maybe they're in...
            they're in...you should, Eric, if
            we're ins...

                         KUHA
            I'm sure that we're insured,
            Jens...
                   (going back inside)

                         LIEND
            Fudge insured.  You owe me a car.

                         HANSON
                   (stepping back into
                   the inner room)
            Please don't leave.  I'm going to
            talk to you.  What's your name?

                         LIEND
            Are you talking to me?

Pause.

                         BAYLEN
            Yes.

Pause.

                         LIEND
            My name is Jeremiah Liend.
   I ran for mayor twice.

Hanson goes back into the inner room.

                         RHOADES
            I, you know, they should be insured.

                         LIEND
            What do you care...?



                         RHOADES
            Then, you know, they wouldn't be so
            upset...

                         LIEND
            Yeah.  That's swell.  Yes.  You're
            right.
                   (pause)
            How are you?

                         RHOADES
            I'm fine.  You mean the board?  You
            mean the board...?

                         LIEND
            I don't...yes.  Okay, the board.

                         RHOADES
            I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm fudged on the
            board.  You.  You see how...I...
                   (pause)
            I can't...my mind must be in other
            places. 'Cause I can't do any...

                         LIEND
            What?  You can't do any what?

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            I can't teach them.

                         LIEND
            Well, they're old.  I saw the poop
            that they were giving you.

                         RHOADES
            Yes.

                         LIEND
            Huh?

                         RHOADES
            Yes.  They are old.

                         LIEND
            They're ancient.

                         RHOADES
            Dumb...

                         LIEND
            Dumb beavers.  That poop's dead.



Pause.

                         RHOADES
            It is dead.

                         LIEND
            It's a waste of time.

                         RHOADES
            Yes.
                   (long pause)
            I'm no fudging good.

                         LIEND
            That's...

                         RHOADES
            Everything I...you know...

                         LIEND
            That's not...Fudge that poop, Jens.
            You're a, hey, you had a bad month.
            You're a good man, Jens.

                         RHOADES
            I am?

                         LIEND
            You hit a bad streak.  We've all...
            look at this: fifteen kids Buena
            Vista, the fudging students get stole.

                         RHOADES
            He said he filed...

                         LIEND
            He filed half of them, he filed the
            big one.  All the little ones, I
            have, I have to go back and...ah,
            fudge, I got to go out like a
            fudging schmuck hat in my hand and
            re test the...
                   (pause)
            I mean, talk about a bad streak.
            That would sap anyone's self
            confidence... I have to go out and
            re test all my... Where are the computers?

                         RHOADES
            They stole...

                         LIEND
            They stole the...




                         RHOADES
            What.  What kind of outfit are we
            running where...where anyone...

                         LIEND
                   (to himself)
            They stole the computers. Sure.

                         RHOADES
            Where criminals can come in here...
            they take the...

                         LIEND
            They stole the computers.  They stole
            the kids.  They're...crumbs.
                   (pause)
            What am I going to do this month?
            Oh, poop...
                   (starts for the door)

                         RHOADES
            You think they're going to catch...
            where are you going?

                         LIEND
            Down the street.

                         KUHA
                   (sticking his head
                   out of the door)
            Where are you going?

                         LIEND
            To the restaurant...what do you
            fudging...?

                         KUHA
            Aren't you going in today?

                         LIEND
            With what?
                   (pause)
            With what, Eric, they took the
            computers...

                         KUHA
            I have the stuff from last year's...

                         LIEND
            Oh.  Oh.  Oh, your "nostalgia"
            file, that’s fine.  No.  Swell.
            Because I don't have to...

                                                   



                         KUHA
            ...you want to go in today...?

                         LIEND
            Beause I don't have to eat this
            month.  No.  Okay.  Give them to
            me...
                   (to himself)
            Fudging Blessing and Cease going to
            poop a broom stick...what am I going
   to do all...

Kuha starts back into the office.  He is accosted by
RHOADES.

                         RHOADES
            Were the kids...

                         LIEND
            ...what am I going to do all month...

                         RHOADES
            Were the kids insured?

                         KUHA
            I don't know, Jens, why?

                         RHOADES
            Because, you know, because they
            weren't, I know that Blessing and
            Cease uh...

Pause.

                         KUHA
            What?

                         RHOADES
            That they're going to be upset.

                         KUHA
            That's right.
                   (going back into his
                   office.  Pause.  To Liend)
            You want to go in today...?

Pause.  Kuha returns to his office.

                         RHOADES
            He said we're all going to have to
            go talk to the dude.

                         LIEND
            What?



                         RHOADES
            He said we...

                         LIEND
            To the fuzz?

                         RHOADES
            Yeah.

                         LIEND
            Yeah.  That's swell.  Another waste
            of time.

                         RHOADES
            A waste of time?  Why?

                         LIEND
            Why? Because they aren't going to
            find the guy.

                         RHOADES
            The fuzz?

                         LIEND
            Yes.  The fuzz.  No.

                         RHOADES
            They aren't?

                         LIEND
            No.

                         RHOADES
            Why don't you think so?

                         LIEND
            Why?  Because they're stupid.
            "Where were you last night..."

                         RHOADES
            Where were you?

                         LIEND
            Where was I?

                         RHOADES
            Yes.

                         LIEND
            I was at home, where were you?

                         RHOADES
            At home.




                         LIEND
            See...?  Were you the guy who broke
            in?

                         RHOADES
            Was I?

                         LIEND
            Yes.

                         RHOADES
            No.

                         LIEND
            Then don't sweat it, Jens, you
            know why?

                         RHOADES
            No.

                         LIEND
            You have nothing to hide.

                         RHOADES
                   (pause)
            When I talk to the police, I get
            nervous.

                         LIEND
            Yeah.  You know who doesn't?

                         RHOADES
            No, who?

                         LIEND
            Thieves.

                         RHOADES
            Why?

                         LIEND
            They're inured to it.

                         RHOADES
            You think so?

                         LIEND
            Yes.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            But what should I tell them?




                         LIEND
            The truth, Jens.  Always tell the
            truth.  It's the easiest thing to
            remember.

Kuha comes out of the office with files containing kids.  Liend takes
one, reads it.

                         LIEND
            Impetigo?  Streptococal Impetigo?
   How am I going to make a living on these
            Ignorant children?  Where did you get
            this, from the morgue?

                         KUHA
            If you don't want it, give it back.

                         LIEND
            I don't "want" it, if you catch my
            drift.

                         KUHA
            I'm giving you three kids.  You...

                         LIEND
            What's the fudging point in any
            case...?  What's the point?  I got
            to argue with you, I got to knock
            heads with the fuzz, I'm busting my
            chops, teaching you dirt to fudging
            survivalist money in the mattress, I
            come back you can't even manage to
            keep the tests safe, I have to
            go back and test them again...What
            the fudge am I wasting my time, fudge
            this poop.  I'm going out and
            re test last week's...

                         KUHA
            The word from Cease is: leave them
            alone.  If we need a new signature
            he'll go out himself, he'll be the
            president, just come in, from out
            of town...

                         LIEND
            Okay, okay, okay, gimme this poop.
            Fine.
                   (takes the kids)


                         KUHA
            Now, I'm giving you three...

                                                     


                         LIEND
            Three?  I count two.

                         KUHA
            Three.

                         LIEND
            Impetigo?  Fudge you.  Quetzoquaddle
            handed him a million brain cells, told
            him "write about Melville" he wouldn't
            write.  And Q, too.  Into the
            bargain.  Fudge that, Eric.  You
            know your business, I know mine.
            Your business is being a douche-nozzle
            and I find out whose fudging cousin
            you are, on ancestry.com, late at night
   I'm going to go to them and
            figure out a way to have your rear...
            fudge you--I'll wait for the new
            kids.

Jesse Whiting enters.

                         WHITING
            Get the dry erase marker.  Get the marker
   ...get the chalk!  I passed them!  I passed
            the cherry sucker!  Get the marker and
            put me on the board.  I'm going to
            Hawaii!  Put me on the Pontiac
            board, KUHA!  Pick up the
            fudging marker.  Eight students.
            C+s...

                         LIEND
            You tested eight C+s?

                         WHITING
            You bet your bottom.  Who wants to go
            to lunch?  Who wants to go to taco lunch?
            I'm buying. Tacos. It’s Tuesday.
                   (slaps tests down
                   on KUHA's desk)
            Eighty-two fudging grand.  And
            twelve grand in commission.  Eric.
                   (pause)
            On fudging deadbeat magazine
            subscription kids.

                         KUHA
            Who?

                         WHITING
                   (pointing to test)
            Read it.  Sandy and Dust Rhoades.
                   (looking around)
            What happened here?

                         RHOADES
            Fudge.  I’m related to those people.

Whiting looks around.

                         WHITING
            What happened?

                         KUHA
            Somebody broke in.

                         LIEND
            Eight tests?

                         WHITING
            That's right.

                         LIEND
            Jesse...!

                         WHITING
            Hey, big fudging deal.  Broke a bad
            streak...

                         RHOADES
            Jesse, the Jester, Whiting.

                         WHITING
            You...

                         RHOADES
            JET SKI WHITING!!! That's great.

                         WHITING
            Thank you, Jens.

Hanson sticks his head out of the room; calls in, "RHOADES."
Rhoades goes into the side room.

                         WHITING
            Kuha, get on the phone, email
            Blessing...

                         LIEND
            They took the computers...

                         WHITING
            They...



                         BAYLEN
            RHOADES...




                         LIEND
            They took the copy machines, they
            took the files for the kids, they
    took the cash, they took the band books,
            they took the tests...

                         WHITING
            Wh...wh...Wha...?

                         RHOADES
            We had a robbery and vandalism.
                   (goes into the inner room)


                         WHITING
                   (pause)
            When?

                         LIEND
            Last night, this morning.

Pause.

                         WHITING
            They took the kids files?

                         LIEND
            Mmm.

Johnson comes out of the interrogation.

                         JOHNSON
            Fudging a-hole.

                         LIEND
            What, they beat you with a rubber
            hose?

                         JOHNSON
            Cop couldn't find his location with two
            phones and a map.  Anyone talks to
            this guy is an a-hole...

                         LIEND
            Language. You going to turn State's?

                         JOHNSON
            Fudge you, J.T..  I am not going out
            today.  I'm going home.  I'm going
            home because nothing's accomplished
            here...Anyone talks to this guy is...
                           
                         LIEND
            Guess what the Jester did?

                         JOHNSON
            Fudge the Jester.

                         LIEND
            C+.  Eight tests.

                         JOHNSON
            Fudging cop's got no right talk to
            me that way.  I didn't rob the
            place...

                         LIEND
            Did you hear what I said?

                         JOHNSON
            Yeah.  He closed a test.

                         LIEND
            Eight tests.  C+s.

                         JOHNSON
                   (to Whiting)
            You did that?

                         WHITING
            Yeah.

Pause.

                         JOHNSON
            Fudge you.

                         LIEND
            Guess who?

                         JOHNSON
            When...

                         WHITING
            Just now.

                         LIEND
            Guess who?

                         JOHNSON
            You just this morning...

                         LIEND
            Sandy and blah blah Rhoades.



                         JOHNSON
            You did that?

                         WHITING
            Eighty-two thousand dollars.

Pause.

                         JOHNSON
            No wonder our educational system is collapsing...

                         WHITING
            My bottom.  I told them.
                   (to Liend)
            Listen to this: I said...

                         JOHNSON
            Hey, I don't want to hear your
            fudging war stories...

                         LIEND
            Fudge you, Keith...

                         WHITING
            "You have to believe in yourself...
            you"--look--"alright...?"

                         JOHNSON
                   (to KUHA)
            Give me some kids.  I'm going
            out... I'm getting out of...

                         WHITING
            "...you have to believe in
            yourself..."

                         JOHNSON
            Na, fudge the kids, I'm going home.

                         WHITING
            "Sandy, Dusty...listen to me, believe
            in yourselves..."

                         LIEND
            We haven't got a kid...

                         JOHNSON
            Why not?

                         LIEND
            They took the files. The computers...


                         JOHNSON
            Hey, they're fudging ignorant in any
            case...This whole gosh darn day...

                         WHITING
            "...You look around, you say, 'This
            one has so-and-so, and I have
            nothing..."

                         JOHNSON
            Poop.

                         WHITING
            "'Why?  Why don't I get the
            opportunities...?"

                         JOHNSON
            And did they steal the tests...?

                         LIEND
            Fudge you care...?

                         WHITING
            "I want to tell you something,
            Sandy..."

                         JOHNSON
            ...the fudge is that supposed to
            mean...?

                         WHITING
            Will you hush up, I'm telling you
            this...

Rhoades sticks his head out.

                         RHOADES
            Can we get some coffee...?

                         JOHNSON
            How you doing?

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            Fine.

                         JOHNSON
            Uh-huh.Keen.

                         RHOADES
            If anyone's going, I could use some
            coffee. Maybe a donut.

                         WHITING
            "You do get the..."
                   (to Liend)
            What?  Huh?

                         JOHNSON
            Fudge is that supposed to mean?

                         WHITING
            "You do get the opportunity...You
            get them.  As I do, as anyone
            does..."


                         JOHNSON
            J-Man?...That I don't care they
            stole the tests?

Pause.

                         WHITING
            I got them in the kitchen.  I'm
            eating her crumb cake.

                         JOHNSON
            What does that mean?

                         LIEND
            It means, Keith, you haven't taught
            a good one in a month, none of my
            business, if you want to push me to
            answer you.
                   (pause)
            And so you haven't got a test
            to get stolen or so forth.

                         JOHNSON
            You have a mean streak in you,
            Jeremiah, you know that...?

                         WHITING
            J.T!.  Let me tell you.  Wait,
            we're in the...

                         JOHNSON
            Hush the fudge up.
                   (pause)
            J-Man.  You have a mean streak in
            you...
                   (to Whiting)
            And what the fudge are you babbling
            about...?
            Bring that poop up.  Of my volume.
            You were on a bad one and I brought
            it up to you you'd harbor it.
                   (pause)
            You'd harbor it a long long while.
            And you'd be right.

                         LIEND
            Who said "Fudge the Jester"?

                         JOHNSON
            "Fudge the Jester"? "Fudge the
            Jester"?  What is this?  Courtesy
            class...?  In community college?
   You're fudged, J-Man-are
            you fudging nuts?  You're hot, and sexy, so
            you think you're the ruler of this
            place...?! Of all places? You want to...

                         WHITING
            Keith...

                         JOHNSON
            ...Shut up.  Decide who should be
            dealt with how?  Is that the thing?
            I come into the fudging school
            today, I get humiliated by some
            super-mean cop.  I get accused of...I
            get this poop thrown in my face by
            you, you, genuine poop, because
            you're top name on the board...

                         LIEND
            Is that what I did?  Keith?  I
            humiliated you?  My Gods...I'm
            sorry...

                         JOHNSON
            Sittin' on top of the world,
            sittin' on top of the world,
            everything's fudgeing peachfuzz...

                         LIEND
            Don’t crazy sing at me, dudeface.
    Oh, and I don't get a moment to
            spare for a bust-out humanitarian
            down on his luck lately.  Fudge you,
            Keith, you know you got a big mouth,
            and you make a close the whole
            place stinks with your farts for a
            week. "How much you just ingested,"
            what a big man you are, "Hey, let
            me buy you a pack of gum.      
            I'll show you how to chew it." Your
            Buddy pal tests, all that comes out of
            your mouth is bile, how fudged up
            you are...

                         JOHNSON
            Who's my pal...?  And what are you,
            J-Man, huh, what are you, Doctor
            Quaddle?  Who the fudge are you, Mr.
            Slick...pants?  What are you, friend to
            the educator?  Big deal.  Fudge
            you, you got the memory a fudging
            fly. Fruit fly. I never liked you.

                         LIEND
            What is this, your farewell speech?

                         JOHNSON
            I'm going home.

                         LIEND
            Your farewell to the troops?

                         JOHNSON
            I'm not going home.  I'm going to
            Poop a doop.

                         LIEND
            Have a good trip.

                         JOHNSON
                   (simultaneously with "trip")
            And fudge you.  Fudge the lot of you.
            Fudge you all.

Johnson exits.  Pause.

                         LIEND
                   (to Whiting)
            You were saying?
                   (pause)
            Come on.  Come on, you got them in
            the kitchen, you got the stats
            spread out, you're in your shirt-
            sleeves, you can smell it.  Huh?
            Snap out of it, you're eating her
            crumb cake.

Pause.

                         WHITING
            I'm eating her crumb cake...


                         LIEND
            How was it...?

                         WHITING
            From the store.

                         LIEND
            Fudge her...

                         WHITING
            "What we have to do is admit to
            ourselves that we see that
            opportunity...and take it.
                   (pause)
            And that's it." And we sit there.
                   (pause)
            I got the pen out...

                         LIEND
            "Always be testing..."






                         WHITING
            That's what I'm saying.  The old
            ways.  The old ways...convert the
            mother baking fudge muffin...teach them
    ...sell him... make him fill the bubbles.
                   (pause)
            The...Sandy, Dusty...the kitchen,
            blah: they got their money in
            government cheese...I say fudge it,
            we're going to go the whole route.
            I plat it out eight tests.  Eighty-
            two grand.  I tell them. "This is
            now.  This is that thing that
            you've been dreaming of, you're
            going to find that suitcase on the
            train, the guy comes in the door,
            the bag that's full of money.  This
            is it, Sandy..."

                         LIEND
                   (reflectively)
            Sandy... manjina.

                         WHITING
            Dusty..."I don't want to fudge
            around with you.  I don't want to
            go round this, and pussyfoot around
            the thing, you have to look back on
            this.  I do, too.  I came here to
            do good for you and me.  For both
            of us.  Why take an intern position?
            The only arrangement I'll accept is
            full enrollment.  Period.  The
            whole eight tests.  I know that
            you're saying 'be safe,' I know
            what you're saying.  I know if I
            left you to yourselves, you'd say
            'come back tomorrow,' and when I
            walked out that door, you'd make a
            cup of Earl Grey, hot...you'd sit down...and
            you'd think 'let's be safe...' and
            not to disappoint me you'd go one
            test or maybe two, because you'd
            become scared because you'd met
            possibility.  But this won't do,
            and that's not the subject..."
            Listen to this, I actually said
            this. "That's not the subject of
            our evening together." Now I handed
            them the pen.  I held it in my hand.
            I turned the tests, eight tests
            eighty-two grand. "Now I want you
            to fill."
                   (pause)
            I sat there.  Five minutes.  Then,
            I sat there, J.T., twenty-two
            minutes by the kitchen clock.
                   (pause)
            Twenty-two minutes by the kitchen
            clock. What am I thinking? "Their arm's
            getting tired?" No. I did it.  I
            did it.  Like in the old says,
            J.T..  Like I was taught... Like,
            like, like I used to do...I did it.

                         LIEND
            Like you taught me...

                         WHITING
            Bullpoop, you're...No.  That's
            raw... well, if I did, then I'm
            glad I did.  I, well.  I locked on
            them. With missles. All on them, nothing on me.
            All my thoughts are on them.  I'm
            holding the last thought that I
            spoke: "Now is the time."
            They tested, J.T..  It was great.
            It was fudging great.  It was like
            they vomited all at once.  No
            hesitation...nothing.  Like together.
            They, they both
            kind of imperceptibly slumped.  And
            he reaches and takes the pen and
            sets it down, he looks at her, she
            sets it down.  It was so fudging solemn.
            I just let it sit.  I nod like this.
            I nod again.  I grasp their hands.  I
            shake their hands. I hate shaking hands.
            I nod at her like this.
            "Dusty...Sandy..." I'm beaming at
            them.  I'm nodding like this.  I
            point back in the living room, back
            to the television, M.A.S.H. is on.
                   (pause)
            I didn't fudging know there was a
            television there!!  He goes back, he
            brings me a controller.  Little controller.
   A pattern on it.  And we
            play.  In silence.

Pause.

                         LIEND
            That was a great story, Jesse.

Pause.

                         WHITING
            Ah, fudge.  Kids!  Kids!
            KUHA!
                   (Kuhasticks
                   his head out of the office)
            Send me in!  Send me in!

                         KUHA
            The kids are coming.

                         WHITING
            Get them to me!

                         KUHA
            I talked to Cease and Blessing an
            hour ago.  They're coming in, you
            understand they're a bit upset over
            this morning's...

                         WHITING
            Did you tell them my tests?



                         KUHA
            How could I tell them your tests?  Eh?
            I don't have a computer...I'll tell them
            your tests when they bring in the
            kids.  Alright?  Jesse.  Alright?
            We had a little... You had a
            test.  You made a good score.  Fine.

                         WHITING
            It's better than a good score.  It's
a. C+ man!

                         KUHA
            Look: I have a lot of things on my
            mind, they're coming in, alright,
            they're very upset, I'm trying to
            make some sense...

                         WHITING
            All that I'm telling you: that one
            thing you can tell them it's a
            remarkable test.

                         KUHA
            The only thing remarkable is who
            you gave it to.

                         WHITING
            What does that fudging mean?

                         KUHA
            That if the test sticks, it will be
            a miracle.







                         WHITING
            Why should the test not stick?
            Hey, fudge you.  That's what I'm
            saying.  You have no idea of your
            job.  A person is their job and you're
            fudged at yours.  You hear what I'm
            saying to you?  Your "end of month
            board..." You can't run a school.
            I don't care.  You don't know what
            it is, you don't have the sense,
            you don't have the heart.  You ever
            been a sub?  Ever?  Has this
            mean dude ever been...you ever sit
            down with a student...

                         KUHA
            If I were you, I'd calm down, Jesse.



                         WHITING
            Would you?  Would you...?  Or
            you're gonna what, fire me?

                         KUHA
            It's not impossible.

                         WHITING
            On an eighty-thousand dollar day?
            And it isn’t even noon.

                         LIEND
            You tested them today?

                         WHITING
            Yes.  I did.  This morning.
                   (to KUHA)
            What I'm saying to you: things can
            change.  You see?  This is where
            you fudge up, because this is
            something you don't know.  You
            can't look down the road.  And see
            what's coming.  Might be someone
            else, Eric.  It might be someone
            new, eh?  Someone new.  And you
            can't look back. Because you don't
            know history.  You ask them.  When
            we were at Left Behind, who was top?
   A month...?  Two months...?
            Eight months in twelve for three
            years in a row.  You know what that
            means?  You know what that means?
            Is that luck?  Is that some, some,
            some purloined kids?  That's skill.
   That is a critical success skill check.
            That's talent, that's, that's...


                         LIEND
            ...yes...

                         WHITING
            ...and you don't remember. Because
            you weren't around.  That's cold
            teaching.  Walk up to the door.  I
            don't even know their names.  I'm
            teaching something they don't even
            want.  You talk about soft teach...
            before we had a name for it...before
            we called it anything, we did it.

                         LIEND
            That's right, Jester.



                         WHITING
            And, and, and, I did it.  And I put
            Myself through school.
            ...and...subbing, fella. FOR YEARS!
            Day to day.  But you don't know.
            You don't know.  You never heard of
            a streak.  You never heard of
            "Marshaling your Standardized Test force..."
            What are you, you're a secretary,
            Eric.  Fudge you.  That's my message
            for you.  Fudge you and kiss my bottom.
            You don't like it, I'll go talk to
            Chance Adams.  Period.  Fudge you.
            Put me on the board.  And I want
            three worthwhile kids today and I
            don't want any bullpoop about them
            and I want them close together
            because I'm going to hit them all
            today.  That's all I have to say to
            you.

                         LIEND
            He's right, Kuha. He’ll beat those kids.

Kuha goes into a side office.  Pause.

                         WHITING
            It's not right.  I'm sorry, and
            I'll tell you who's to blame is
            Blessing and Cease.

Liend sees something outside the window.

                         LIEND
                   (sotto)
            Oh, crumbs.


                         WHITING
            The heck with him.  We'll go to
            lunch, the kids won't be up for...
    Hours now, it’s not even noon.

                         LIEND
            You're a teacher.  I just gave you
            five Glengravy Farms students.  I
            rub my head, throw me the cue
            "Buttfucker."

                         WHITING
            What is it?

                         LIEND
            Buttfucker... don’t make me spell it.

Olson enters the office.

                         LIEND
                   (to Whiting)
            I own the school, my mother owns
            the property, I put her into it.
            I'm going to show you on the arapaho.
            You look when you get home turbine A-3
            through A-14 and 26 through 30.
            You take your time and if you still
            feel… sexy. We’ll do something later.

                         WHITING
            No, Mr. Liend.  I don't need the
            time, I've made a lot of mistakes
            in the past...

                         OLSON
            I've got to talk to you.

                         LIEND
                   (looking up)
            Reed!  What are you doing here?  Reed
            Olson, Douche Ray Mandragon...

                         WHITING
            Glad to meet you.

                         LIEND
            I just put Reed into Glengravy
            Glen Close...are you acquainted with...

                         WHITING
            No...Glen Close.  Yes.  The actress?

                         LIEND
            Yes.

                         WHITING
            I wanted to speak with you about her...

                         LIEND
            Well, we'll do that this weekend.

                         WHITING
            My wife told me to look into...

                         LIEND
    Your wife is cheating on you, more later.
            Beautiful.  Beautiful rolling land.
            I was telling Jim and Jinny, Ray, Douce Ray, I
            want to tell you something.
                   (to Whiting)
            You, Ray, you eat in a lot of
            restaurants.  I know you do...
                   (to Olson)
            Mr. Mandragon’s with American Express...
            he's... can’t leave home without me.
                   (to Whiting)
            I can tell Reed what you do...?

                         WHITING
            Sure.

                         LIEND
            Douche Ray is director of all European
            Standardized Test and services for American
            Express... which may NOT make sense…
                   (to Whiting)
            But I'm saying you haven't had a
            meal until you've tasted...I was at
            the Olsons' last...as a matter of
            fact, what was that service feature
            you were talking about...?

                         WHITING
            Which...

                         LIEND
            "Home Cooking"...what did you call
            it, you said it...it was a tag
            phrase that you had…

                         WHITING
            Uh... dude?

                         LIEND
            Home...

                         WHITING
            Home cooking...

                         LIEND
            The monthly interview...?

                         WHITING
            Oh!  For the magazine..
                         LIEND
            Yes.  Online. Is this something that I can
            talk about... In front of the normal?

                         WHITING
            Well, it isn't coming out until the
            February issue...sure.  Sure, go
            ahead, Tygre.

                         LIEND
            You're sure?

                         WHITING
                   (nods)
            Go ahead.

                         LIEND
            Well, Douche Ray was eating at one of his
            company's dudes home in France...the
            man's French, isn't he?

                         WHITING
            No, his husband is.

                         LIEND
            Ah.  Ah, his husband is.  Douche Ray: what
            time do you have...?

                         WHITING
            Twelve-fifteen.

                         LIEND
            Oh!  My Gods... Q! I've got to get you
            on the plane!

                         WHITING
            Didn't I say I was taking the two
            o'...

                         LIEND
            No.  You said the one.  That's why
            you said we couldn't talk till
            Buttfucker.

                         WHITING
            Oh, my goodness, gracious, you're right!  I'm on
            the one...
                   (getting up)
            Well, let's scoot...

                         OLSON
            I've got to talk to you...

                         LIEND
            I've got to get Douche Ray to Patty O'Hare...
                   (to Whiting)
            Come on, let's hustle...
                   (over his shoulder)
            Eric!  Call American Express in
            Pittsburgh for Mr. Mandragon, will
            you, tell them he's on the one
            o'clock?
                   (to Olson)
            I'll see you...crumbs, I'm sorry
            you came all the way in...I'm
            running Douche Ray over to Fabulous O'Hare
   ...You wait here, I'll... cover the door, no.
                   (to Whiting)
            I'm meeting your man at the bank...
                   (to Olson)
            I wish you'd cell phoned...I'll tell
            you, wait: are you and Jinny going
            to be home tonight?
                   (rubs forehead)

                         OLSON
            I...

                         WHITING
            Tygre.

                         LIEND
            What?

                         WHITING
            Buttfucker...?

                         LIEND
            I'm sorry...?

                         WHITING
            BUTT FUCKER!!!

                         LIEND
            Oh, Gods...Oh, Gods...
                   (Liend takes Olson
                   aside, sotto)
            Reed, excuse me... Douche Ray, I told you,
            who he is, he is the senior vice-
            president of American Express.  His
            family owns 32 percent... of everything.
   Over the past years I've sold him...
   I can't tell you the dollar amount, but quite a
            lot of weed.  I promised five weeks
            ago that I'd go to the wife's
            birthday party in Buttfucker
            tonight. It’s in the south.
                   (sighs)
            I have to go.  You understand.
            They treat me like a member of the
            family, so I have to go.
                         (MORE)


                         LIEND(CONT'D)
            It's funny, you know, you get a
            picture of the Corporation-Type
            Company Man, all business...this
            man, no.  We'll go out to his home
            sometime. Container home.  Let's see.
                   (he checks his phone)
            Tomorrow.  No.  Tomorrow, I'm in
            L.A....Monday...I'll take you to
            lunch, pizza sandwich, where would you like to go?
   That makes pizza sandwich

                         OLSON
            My wife...

Liend rubs his head.

                         WHITING
                   (standing in the door)
            Tygre...?

                         LIEND
            I'm sorry, Reed.  I can't talk now.
            I'll video call you tonight...I'm sorry.
            I'm coming, Douche Ray.
                   (starts for the door)

                         OLSON
            My wife said I have to cancel the
            deal.

                         LIEND
            It's a common reaction, Reed.
   You’re a coward.
   I'll tell you what it is, and I know
            that that's why you married her.
            One of the reasons is prudence.
            It's a sizable investment.  One
            thinks twice...it's also something
            women have.  It's just a reaction
            to the size of the investment.
            Monday, if you'd invite me for
            dinner again... I won’t hit on her.
                   (to Whiting)
            This woman can cook...

                         WHITING
                   (simultaneously)
            I'm sure she can... tell me more.








                         LIEND
                   (to Olson)
            We're going to talk.  I'm going to
            tell you something.  Because
            there's something about your
            education I want you to know.  I
            can't talk about it now.  I really
            shouldn't.  And, in fact, by law,
            I...
                   (shrugs, resigned)
            The puma-man next to you, he bought his
            degree at forty-two, he cell phoned to say
            that he'd already had an offer...

Liend rubs his head.

                         WHITING
            J.T....?

                         LIEND
            I'm coming, Douche Ray...what a day!  I'll
            call you this evening, Reed.  I'm
            sorry you had to come in...Monday,
            lunch. Pizza sandwich!

                         OLSON
            My wife...

                         WHITING
            Is a miserable hag!
   JEREMIAH, we really have to go!

                         OLSON
            My wife...

                         LIEND
            Monday. I’ll do her. If that’s what it takes.

                         OLSON
            She called the consumer...an
            attorney, I don't know.  The
            attorney general...they said we have
            three days... to cancel student loans.

                         LIEND
            Who did she call?

                         OLSON
            I don't know, the attorney gen...
            the...some consumer office, um...

                         LIEND
            Why did she do that, Reed?
   This is why I told you to take her phone away.



                         OLSON
            I don't know.
                   (pause)
            They said we have three days.
                   (pause)
            They said we have three days.

                         LIEND
            Three days.

                         OLSON
            To...you know.

Pause.

                         LIEND
            No, I don't know.  Tell me.

                         OLSON
            To change our minds.

                         LIEND
            Of course you have three days.

Pause.

                         OLSON
            So we can't talk Monday.

Pause.

                         LIEND
            Reed, Reed, you saw my book...I
            can't, you saw my book... The Book of Q?

                         OLSON
   I told you, it was unreadable.
            But we have to talk before Monday.  To
            get our money back...

                         LIEND
            Three business days.  They mean
            three business days.

                         OLSON
            Wednesday, Thursday, Friday.

                         LIEND
            I don't understand.

                         OLSON
            That's what they are.  Three
            business...I wait till Monday, my
            time limit runs out.



                         LIEND
            You don't count Saturday.

                         OLSON
            I'm not. They don’t!

                         LIEND
            No, I'm saying you don't include
            Saturday... in your three days.
            It's not a business day.

                         OLSON
            But I'm not counting it. Man.
                   (pause)
            Wednesday.  Thursday.  Friday.  So
            it would have elapsed.

                         LIEND
            What would have elapsed?

                         OLSON
            If we wait till Monday...

                         LIEND
            When did you write the check?

                         OLSON
            Yesterday...

                         LIEND
            What was yesterday?

                         OLSON
            Tuesday.

                         LIEND
            As a concept, perhaps. And when was that check cashed?

                         OLSON
            I don't know.

                         LIEND
            What was the earliest it could have
            been cashed?

Pause.

                         OLSON
            I don't know.



                         LIEND
            Today. Today.  Which, in any case, it was
            not, as there were a couple of
            points on the agreement I wanted to
            go over with you in any case.
                         OLSON
            The check wasn't cashed?

                         LIEND
            I just called downtown, and it's on
            their desk.

                         WHITING
            Jeremiah...

                         LIEND
            One moment, I'll be right with you.
                   (to Olson)
            In fact, a...one point, which I
            spoke to you of which
                   (looks around)
            I can't talk to you about here.

Hanson puts his head out of the doorway.

                         HANSON
            Whiting!!!

                         OLSON
            I, I...

                         LIEND
            Listen to me, the statute, it's for
            your protection.  I have no
            complaints with that, in fact, I
            was a member of the board when we
            drafted it, so quite the opposite.
            It says that you can change your
            mind three working days from the
            time the deal is closed.

                         HANSON
            Whiting!

                         LIEND
            Which, wait a second, which is not
            until the check is cashed.

                         BAYLEN
            Whiting!!


Rhoades comes out of the Hansons office.

                         RHOADES
            I'm through, with this fudging
            nonsense.  No one should talk to a
            person that way.  How are you talking
            to me that...?

                         HANSON
            Whiting!

Kuha puts his head out of the office.

                         RHOADES
            ...how can you talk to me that...
            that...

                         WHITING
                   (to Liend)
            Jeremiah, I'm going to flag a cab.

                         RHOADES
            I didn't rob...

Kuha sees Whiting.

                         KUHA
            Jesse: get in the office.

                         RHOADES
            I didn't...why should I..."Where
            were you last..." Is anybody
            listening to me...?  Where's
            Johnson...?  Where...?

                         HANSON
            Whiting?
                   (to KUHA)
            Is this Jesse...

Hanson accosts Olson.

                         WHITING
                   (taking Hanson into
                   the office)
            Ah.  Ah.  Perhaps I can advise you
            on that...
                   (to Liend and Olson,
                   as he exits)
            Excuse us, will you...?



                         RHOADES
                   (simultaneous with
                   Whiting's speech above)
            ...Come in here...I work here, I
            don't come in here to be
            mistreated...

                         KUHA
            Go to lunch, will you...

                         RHOADES
            I want to work today, that's why I
            came...

                         KUHA
            The kids come in, I'll let...

                         RHOADES
            ...that's why I came in.  I thought
            I...

                         KUHA
            Just go to lunch.

                         RHOADES
            I don't want to go to lunch.

                         KUHA
            Go to lunch, Jens.

                         RHOADES
            Where does he get off to talk that
            way to a working stiff?  It's not...

                         KUHA
                   (button holes him)
            Will you take it outside, we have
            people trying to do education here...

                         RHOADES
            That's what, that's what, that's
            what I was trying to do.
                   (pause)
            That's why I came in...I meet
            Water boarding tactics...

                         KUHA
                   (going back into his office)
            Excuse me...



                         RHOADES
            I meet post 9/11 tactics...I meet
            terrorist tactics...That's not
            right... No man has the right
            to..."Call an attorney," that means
            you're guilt... you're under
            sus..."Co...," he says, "cooperate"
            or we'll go downtown.  That's
            not...as long as I've...

                         KUHA
                   (bursting out of his office)
            Will you get out of here.  Will you
            get out of here.  Will you.  I'm
            trying to run a school here.  Will
            you go to lunch?  Go to lunch.
            Will you go to lunch?
                   (retreats into office)

                         LIEND
                   (to RHOADES)
            Will you excuse...

                         RHOADES
            Where did Johnson...?  I...

                         LIEND
            Will you excuse us please?

                         RHOADES
            Uh, uh, did he go to the restaurant?
                   (pause)
            I...I...
                   (exits)


                         LIEND
            I'm very sorry, Reed.  I apologize
            to you.

                         OLSON
            It's not me, it's my wife.

                         LIEND
                   (pause)
            What is?

                         OLSON
            I told you.

                         LIEND
            Tell me again.                                        


                         OLSON
            What's going on here?

                         LIEND
            Tell me again.  Your wife.

                         OLSON
            I told you.

                         LIEND
            You tell me again.

                         OLSON
            She wants her money back.

                         LIEND
            We're going to speak to her.

                         OLSON
            No.  She told me "right now."


                         LIEND
            We'll speak to her, Reed...

                         OLSON
            She won't listen.

Hanson sticks his head out.

                         HANSON
            Liend.

                         OLSON
            She told me if not, I have to call
            the State's attorney.

                         LIEND
            No, no.  That's just something she
            "said." We don't have to do that.

                         OLSON
            She told me I have to.

                         LIEND
            No, Reed.

                         OLSON
            I do.  If I don't get my money
            back...

Kuha points out Liend to Hanson.



                         HANSON
            Liend!
                   (to Liend)
            I'm talking to you...

                         LIEND
            I've...look.
                   (generally)
            Will someone get this guy off my
            Back? Please?

                         HANSON
            You have a problem?

                         LIEND
            Yes, I have a problem.  Yes, I do,
            my freaking...It's not me that ripped the
            school off, I'm doing education.
            I'll be with you in a while.  You
            got it...?
                   (looks back.  Olson
                   is heading for the door)
            Where are you going?

                         OLSON
            I'm...

                         LIEND
            Where are you going...?  This is
            me...This is Jeremiah, Reed.  Reed,
            anything you want, you want it, you
            have it.  You understand?  This is
            me.  Something upset you.  Sit
            down, now sit down.  You tell me
            what it is.
                   (pause)
            Am I going to help you fix it?
            You're gosh darn right I am.  Sit
            down.  Tell you something...?
            Sometimes we need someone from
            outside.  It's...no, sit down...Now
            talk to me.

                         OLSON
            I can't negotiate.

                         LIEND
            What does that mean?

                         OLSON
            That...


                         LIEND
            ...what, what, say it.  Say it to
            me...

                         OLSON
            I...

                         LIEND
            What...?

                         OLSON
            I...

                         LIEND
            What...?  Say the words.

                         OLSON
            I don't have the power.
                   (pause)
            I said it.

                         LIEND
            What power?

                         OLSON
            The power to negotiate.


                         LIEND
            To negotiate what?
                   (pause)
            To negotiate what?

                         OLSON
            This.

                         LIEND
            What, "this"?

Pause.

                         OLSON
            The deal.

                         LIEND
            The "deal," forget the deal.
            Forget the deal, you've got
            something on your mind, Reed, what
            is it?

                         OLSON
                   (rising)
            I can't talk to you, you met my
            wife, I... she’s a monster with player levels.



Pause.

                         LIEND
            What?
                   (pause)
            What?
                   (pause)
            What, Reed: I tell you what, let's
            get out of here...let's go get a
            drink. Root beer. On me.

                         OLSON
            She told me not to talk to you.

                         LIEND
            Let's...no one's going to know,
            let's go around the corner and
            we'll get a root beer. Float?

                         OLSON
            She told me I had to get back the
            check or call the State's attorney...






                         LIEND
            Forget the deal, Reed.
                   (pause)
            Forget the deal...you know me.  The
            deal's dead. Dead like disco. Dead like a donkey.
   Dead like Dostyevsky. Dead like Dick, who is dead.
   Am I talking about
            the deal?  That's over.  Please.
            Let's talk about you.  Come on.
                   (pause.  Liend rises
                   and starts walking
                   toward the front door)
            Come on.
                   (pause)
            Come on, Reed.
                   (pause)
            I want to tell you something.  Your
            life is your own.  You have a
            contract with your wife.  You have
            certain things you do jointly, you
            have a bond there...and there are
            other things.  Those things are
            yours.  You needn't feel ashamed,
            you needn't feel that you're being
            untrue...or that she would abandon
            you if she knew.  This is your life.
                   (pause)
            Yes.  Now I want to talk to you
            because you're obviously upset and
            that concerns me.  Now let's go.
            Right now.

Olson gets up and they start for the door.                      

                         HANSON
                   (sticks his head out
                   of the door)
            Liend...

                         OLSON
            ...and...and...

Pause.

                         LIEND
            What?

                         OLSON
            And the check is...

                         LIEND
            What did I tell you?
                   (pause)
            What did I say about the three
            days...?


                         HANSON
            Liend, would you, I'd like to get
            some lunch...

                         LIEND
            I'm talking with Mr. Olson.  If you
            please, I'll be back in.
                   (checks watch)
            I'll be back in a while...I told
            you, check with Mr. Kuha.

                         BAYLEN
            The people downtown said...

                         LIEND
            You call them again.  Mr.
            KUHA...!

                         KUHA
            Yes.

                         LIEND
            Mr. Olson and I are going to...

                         KUHA
            Yes.  Please.  Please.
                   (to Olson)
            The police
                   (shrugs)
            can be...


                         OLSON
            What are the police doing?

                         LIEND
            It's nothing.

                         OLSON
            What are the police doing here...?

                         KUHA
            We had a slight burglary last night.

                         LIEND
            It was nothing...I was assuring Mr.
            Olson...

                         KUHA
            Mr. Olson.  Reed Olson.  Your
            contract went out.  Nothing to...

                         LIEND
            Eric...

                         KUHA
            Your contract went out to the bank.
                         OLSON
            You cashed the check?

                         KUHA
            We...

                         LIEND
            ...Mr. KUHA...

                         KUHA
            Your check was cashed yesterday
            afternoon.  And we're completely
            insured, as you know, in any case.

Pause.

                         OLSON
                   (to Liend)
            You cashed the check?

                         LIEND
            Not to my knowledge, no...

                         KUHA
            I'm sure we can...

                         OLSON
            Oh, crap...
                   (starts out the door)
            Don't follow me...Oh, crap.
                   (pause, to Liend)
            I know I've let you down.  I'm
            sorry.  For...Forgive...for...I
            don't know anymore.
                   (pause)
            Forgive me.

Olson exits.  Pause.

                         LIEND
                   (to KUHA)
            You stupid fudging tit.  You,
            KUHA...I'm talking to you,
            poophead...You just cost me six
            thousand dollars.
                   (pause)
            Six thousand dollars.  And one
            Pontiac.  That's right.  What are
            you going to do about it?  What are
            you going to do about it, a-hole.
            You fudging poop.  Where did you
            learn your trade?  You stupid
            fudging boob.  You idiot.  Whoever
            told you you could teach with men?

                         HANSON
            Could I..
                         LIEND
            I'm going to have your job, poophead.
            I'm going downtown and talk to
            Blessing and Cease, and I'm going to
            Hess.  I don't care whose nephew
            you are, who you know, whose bottom
            you're kissing on.  You're going
            out, I swear to you, you're going...

                         HANSON
            Hey, fella, let's get this done...

                         LIEND
            Anyone in this office lives on
            their wits...
                   (to Hanson)
            I'm going to be with you in a
            second.
                   (to Kuha)
            What you're hired for is to help
            us--does that seem clear to you?
            To help us.  Not to fudge us up...to
            help men who are going out there to
            try to earn a living.  You crumb bum.
            You company man...I'll tell you
            something else.  I hope you knocked
            the school off, I can tell our
            friend here something might help
            him catch you.
                   (starts into the room)
            You want to learn the first rule
            you'd know if you ever spent a day
            in your life...you never open your
            mouth till you know what the deal
            is.
                   (pause)
            You fudging child... infant.

Liend goes to the inner room.

                         WHITING
            You are a poophead, Kuha...

Pause.

                         KUHA
            Mmm.

                         WHITING
            You can't think on your feet you
            should keep your mouth closed.
                   (pause)
            You hear me?  I'm talking to you.
            Do you hear me...?

                         KUHA
            Yes.
                   (pause)
            I hear you.

                         WHITING
            You can't learn that in an office.
            Eh?  He's right.  You have to learn
            it on the streets.  You can't buy
            that.  You have to live it.

                         KUHA
            Mmm.

                         WHITING
            Yes.  Mmm.  Yes.  Precisely.
            Precisely. Because your partner
            depends on it.
                   (pause)
            I'm talking to you, I'm trying to
            tell you something.

                         KUHA
            You are?

                         WHITING
            Yes, I am.

                         KUHA
            What are you trying to tell me?

                         WHITING
            What Liend's trying to tell you.
            What I told you yesterday.  Why you
            don't belong in education.

                         KUHA
            Why I don't...

                         WHITING
            You listen to me, someday you might
            say, "Hey..." No, fudge that, you
            just listen what I'm going to say:
            your partner depends on you.  Your
            partner...a man who's your "partner"
            depends on you...you have to go
            with him and for him...or you're
            poop, you're poop, you can't exist
            alone...

                         KUHA
                   (brushing past him)
            Excuse me...






                         WHITING
            ...excuse me, nothing, you be as
            cold as you want, but you just
            fudged a good man out of six
            thousand dollars and his gosh darn
            bonus because you didn't know the
            deal, if you can do that and you
            aren't human enough that it gets you,
            then I don't know what, if you
            can't take something from that...
                   (blocking his way)
            you're scum, you're fudging white-
            bread. Whole white bread. You be as cold as you want.
            A child would know it, he's right.
   An infant child.
                   (pause)
            You're going to make something up,
            be sure it will help or keep your
            mouth closed.

Pause.

                         KUHA
            Mmm.

Whiting lifts up his arm.

                         WHITING
            Now I'm done with you.

Pause.

                         KUHA
            How do you know I made it up?

                         WHITING
                   (pause)
            What?

                         KUHA
            How do you know I made it up?

                         WHITING
            What are you talking about?

                         KUHA
            You said, "You don't make something
            up unless it's sure to help."
                   (pause)
            How did you know that I made it up?

                         WHITING
            What are you talking about?

                         KUHA
            I told the customer that his
            contracts had gone to the bank.
                         WHITING
            Well, hadn't it?

                         KUHA
            No.
                   (pause)
            It hadn't.

                         WHITING
            Don't fudge with me, Eric, don't
            fudge with me...what are you saying?

                         KUHA
            Well, I'm saying this, Jesse:
            usually I take the contracts to the
            bank.  Last night I didn't.  How
            did you know that?  One night in a
            year I left a contract on my desk.
            Nobody knew that but you.  Now how
            did you know that?
                   (pause)
            You want to talk to me, you want to
            talk to someone else...because this
            is my job.  This is my job on the
            line, and you are going to talk to
            me.  Now how did you know that
            contract was on my desk?

                         WHITING
            You're so full of poop.

                         KUHA
            You robbed the school.

                         WHITING
                   (laughs)
            Sure!  I robbed the school.  Sure.

                         KUHA
            What'd you do with the kids files?
                   (pause, points to the
                   Detective's room)
            You want to go in there?  I tell
            him what I know, he's going to dig
            up something...You got an alibi
            last night?  You better have one.
            What did you do with the kids files?  If
            you tell me what you did with the
            kids, we can talk.

                         WHITING
            I don't know what you are saying.





                         KUHA
            If you tell me where the kids files are,
            I won't turn you in.  If you don't,
            I am going to tell the fuzz you
            stole them, Blessing and Cease will
            see that you go to prison.  Believe
            me they will.  Now, what did you do
            with the kids?  I'm walking in
            that door--you have five seconds to
            tell me: or you are going to prison.
   Pound you in the behind bloody federal prison.

                         WHITING
            I...

                         KUHA
            I don't care.  You understand?
            Where are the kids files?
                   (pause)
            Alright.

Kuha goes to open the office door.

                         WHITING
            I sold them to Chance Adams.

                         KUHA
            How much did you get for them?
                   (pause)
            How much did you get for them?

                         WHITING
            Fifty thousand.  I kept half.

                         KUHA
            Who kept the other half?

Pause.

                         WHITING
            Do I have to tell you?
                   (pause, KUHA
                   starts to open the door)
            Johnson.

                         KUHA
            That was easy, wasn't it?

Pause.

                         WHITING
            It was his idea.

                         KUHA
            Was it?


                         WHITING
            I...I'm sure he got more than the
            fifty, actually.

                         KUHA
            Uh-huh?

                         WHITING
            He told me my share was twenty-five.

                         KUHA
            Mmm.

                         WHITING
            Okay: I...look: I'm going to make
            it worth your while.  I am.  I
            turned this thing around.  I taught
            the old stuff, I can do it again.
            I'm the one's going to teach them.
            I am!  I am! Beause I turned this
            thing a...I can do that, I can do
            anything...last night.  I'm going to
            tell you, I was ready to Do the
            Dutch.  Johnson gets me, "Do this,
            we'll get well..." Why not.  Big
            fudging deal.  I'm halfway hoping
            to get caught.  To put me out of
            my...
                   (pause)
            But it taught me something.  What
            it taught me, that you've got to
            get out there.  Big deal.  So I
            wasn't cut out to be a thief class.  I
            was cut out to be a Standardized Test man.  And
            now I'm back, and I got my courage
            back...and, you know, Eric, you
            have the advantage on me now:
            Whatever it takes to make it right,
            we'll make it right.  We're going
            to make it right.

                         KUHA
            I want to tell you something,
            Jesse.  You have a big mouth.

Pause.

                         WHITING
            What?

                         KUHA
            You've got a big mouth, and now I'm
            going to show you an even bigger
            one.
                   (starts toward the
                   Detective's door)


                         WHITING
            Where are you going, Eric?...you
            can't do that, you don't want to do
            that...hold, hold on...hold on...
            wait...wait...wait...
                   (pulls money out of
                   his pockets)
            Wait...uh, look...
                   (starts splitting money)
            Look, twelve, twenty, two, twenty...
            twenty-five hundred, it's...take it.
                   (pause)
            Take it all...
                   (pause)
            Take it!

                         KUHA
            No, I don't think so, Jesse.

                         WHITING
            I...

                         KUHA
            No, I think I don't want your money.
            I think you fudged up my school.
            And I think you're going away.

                         WHITING
            I...what?  Are you, are you, that's
            why...?  Are you nuts?  I'm...I'm
            going to teach for you, I'm going
            to...
                   (thrusting money at him)
            Here, here, I'm going to make this
            school...I'm going to be back there
            Number One...Hey, hey, hey!  This
            is only the
            beginning...List...list... listen.
            Listen.  Just one moment.
            List...here's what...here's what
            we're going to do.  Twenty percent.
            I'm going to give you twenty
            percent of my Standardized Test group...
                   (pause)
            Twenty percent.
                   (pause)
            For as long as I am with the district.
                   (pause)
            Fifty percent.
                   (pause)
            You're going to be my partner.
                   (pause)
            Fifty percent.  Of all my Standardized Tests.

                         KUHA
            What Standardized Tests.
                         WHITING
            What Standardized Test...?  I just tested
            eighty-two grand...Are you
            fudging...I'm back...I'm back, this
            is only the beginning.

                         KUHA
            Only the beginning...

                         WHITING
            Absolutemont...

                         KUHA
            Where have you been, Jesse?  Dusty
            and Sandy Rhoades.  Do you want to
            see the memos...?  They're idiots...
            they used to call in every week.
            When I was with Phoenix.  And we were
            selling Arizona...they're dumb...did
            you see how they were living?  How
            can you delude yourself...

                         WHITING
            I've got the test...

                         KUHA
            Forget it.  Frame it.  It's
            worthless.

Pause.

                         WHITING
            The test’s no good?

                         KUHA
            You stick around I'll pull the memo
            for you. Anyhow, you filled it out with ink.
   Everyone knows you’re supposed to use #2 lead.
                   (starts for the door)
            I'm busy now...

                         WHITING
            Their test’s no good?  They're
            idiots...?

                         KUHA
            Call up the office.  I called them.

                         WHITING
            You did?

                         KUHA
            I called them when we had the
            test... four months ago.
                   (pause)
            The people are insane.  They just
            like talking to Standardized Test men.

Kuha starts for door.

                         WHITING
            Don't.

                         KUHA
            I'm sorry.

                         WHITING
            Why?

                         KUHA
            Because I don't like you.

                         WHITING
            Eric: Eric:...my pet iguana...

                         KUHA
            Fudge you.

Liend comes out of the Detective's door.  Kuha goes in.

                         LIEND
                   (to Hanson)
            A-hole...
                   (to Whiting)
            Dudeface couldn't find his fudging couch
            in the living room...Ah, crumbs...
            what a day, what a day...I haven't
            even had a cup of coffee...
            Eric opens his mouth he blows my
            Pontiac 6000...I wanted that car so bad.
   Only 300,000 miles on it.
            I swear...it's not a world of people...
            it's not a world of humans, Machines...
            it's a world of phone watchers,
            bureaucrats, officeholders...what
            it is, it's a fudged-up
            world...there's no adventure to it.
            Dying breed.  Yes it is.
            We are the members of a dying breed.
            That's...that's...that's why we
            have to stick together.  Jesse: I
            want to talk to you.
            I've wanted to talk to you for some
            time.  For a long time, actually.
            I said, "The Machine, there's a man
            I would work with.  There's a
            man..." You know?  I never said a
            thing.  I should have, don't know
            why I didn't.  And that poop you
            were slinging on my guy today was
            so good...it...it was, and, excuse
            me, 'cause it isn't even my place
            to say it.  It was admirable...it
            was the old stuff.
 LIEND  
   Hey, I've been
            on a hot streak, so what?  There's
            things that I could learn from you.
            You eat today?

                         WHITING
            Me?

                         LIEND
            Yeah.

                         WHITING
            Mm. Not really. Some meatloaf. Ice cream sandwich.

                         LIEND
            Well, you want to swing by the
            Super-buffet, watch me eat, we'll talk?

                         WHITING
            I think I'd better stay here for a
            while.

Hanson sticks his head out of the room:

                         BAYLEN
            Mr. Whiting...?

                         LIEND
            You're done, come down, and let's...

                         HANSON
            Would you come in here, please?

                         LIEND
            And let's put this together.  Okay?
            Jester?  Say okay.

Pause.

                         WHITING
                   (softly to himself)
            Huh.


                         HANSON
            Mr. Whiting, I think we have to talk.

                         LIEND
            I'm going to the super-buffet.  You're
            done, come down, we're going to
            smoke some drugs.

                         WHITING
            I...


                         HANSON
                   (comes over)
            ...Get in the room.

                         LIEND
            Hey, hey, hey, easy friend.  That's
            the "Jester." That is Jesse Jet Ski "The
            Jester" Whiteman...

                         HANSON
            Get in the goddamn room.

Hanson starts manhandling Jesse into the room.

                         WHITING
            J.T., I...

                         LIEND
            Okay, okay, I'll be at the buffet...

                         WHITING
            Tygre...

                         HANSON
            "Tygre" can't help you, pal.

                         WHITING
            ...I only want to...

                         HANSON
            Yeah.  What do you want?  You want
            to what?

He pushes Whiting into the room, closes the door behind him.
Pause.

                         LIEND
            Kuha: listen to me: when the
            kids come in...listen to me: when
            the kids come in I want my top two
            off the list.  For me.  My usual
            two.  Anything you give Whiting...

                         KUHA
            ...I wouldn't worry about it.

                         LIEND
            Well I'm going to worry about it,
            and so are you, so shut up and
            listen.
                   (pause)
            I GET HIS STUDENTS.  My material is
            mine, whatever he gets for himself,
            I'm talking half.  You put me in
            with him.

Rhoades enters.

                         RHOADES
            Did they...?

                         LIEND
            Do you understand?

                         RHOADES
            Did they catch...?

                         LIEND
            Do you understand?  My stuff is
            mine, his stuff is ours.  I'm
            taking half of his students--
            now, you work it out.

                         KUHA
            Mmm.

                         RHOADES
            Did they find the guy who broke
            into the school yet?

                         LIEND
            No.  I don't know.

Pause.

                         RHOADES
            Did the kids come in yet?

                         LIEND
            No. They probably aren’t.

                         RHOADES
                   (settling into a desk chair)
            Oh, Gods, I hate this job.

                         LIEND
                   (simultaneous with
                   "job," exiting the office)
            I'll be at the super buffet.

The End.

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