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Adults: Pilot

Script By: Ryin Kelsin
Young adult



Camy has just been kicked out by her father and dumped by her boyfriend. She moves with her best friend T.J.


Submitted:Nov 13, 2012    Reads: 157    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


INT. LIVING ROOM OF T.J.'S APARTMENT- DAY

A girl in her early twenties is seated on the couch, she has her knees pulled up to her chest. She is wearing old sweats and a worn t-shirt. This is CAMY.

NARRATOR

Six months ago my life was completely different.

INT. KITCHEN OF REX'S HOUSE- NIGHT

Camy is seated at the kitchen table eating dinner. She is joined by a man in his mid-fifties, he is wearing a nice suit. This is Camy's dad REX.

NARRATOR

It all started with this conversation.

REX
Camy.

Camy looks up at REX.

REX
I think it's time you moved out.

CAMY
(shocked)

What?

REX
You're twenty-three. I think it's time you start to live on your own. I mean I left my parents' house when I was eighteen.

CAMY
You had somewhere to go.

REX
I'm not saying you have to leave today. I'm saying you have two months to save up and find a place. You have a good job at the company with me. You make enough money to move out and live on your own. I will help you when you first start out. You just need enough for a deposit, first month's rent and groceries. You've been saving your money right? It shouldn't be a problem.

CAMY
Dad.

REX
It's time you left the nest. I think it's time you went out and experienced the world on your own.

CAMY
I get a lot of world experiencing living here.

REX
I just think it would be better for you if you started your own life.

CAMY
I have started my own life. I don't understand why you think I need to leave.

REX
It's just that I'm not going to be around forever and I think you should start living your life. Without me.

CAMY
I live my life.

REX

You really don't. Camy, all I want is for you to be happy with your life and later in life I want you to look back and not regret anything.

CAMY
You think I'm going to regret living with you longer?

REX

I want to know that you enjoyed your life. You're young. You need to go to parties and get too drunk and meet people outside the office.

CAMY
I meet people outside the office.

REX

No you don't.

CAMY
I do. I just met someone the other day.

REX
And how did you meet them?


CAMY
I was on my way into work and ended up sharing a cab with somebody.

REX
Sharing cab on your way to work isn't meeting someone and why would you share a cab with a stranger?

CAMY
Well, she insisted that she hailed the cab first and wouldn't get out.

REX
Then that's not meeting someone outside the office. That's dealing with a rude Chicago person. This is what we do every day.

Both pause.

REX
I really think it's time you got on your feet. That's all I'm saying.

INT. CAMY'S ROOM- NIGHT

NARRATOR

I decided to call Tony after.

Camy is sitting cross legged on her bed. She has her cell phone sitting on her knee. Her phone is on speaker.

CAMY
It's just complete and total bull shit.

TONY
Why don't you come live with me?

CAMY
You want me to move in with you?

TONY
Yeah. I'd love it if you lived with me.

CAMY
Do you think that will damage our relationship?

TONY
No, why would it.

CAMY
I don't know. There's all these statistics saying that people shouldn't live together before they are married. It ruins the relationship between them.

TONY
I really don't think it will ruin anything between us. I want to live with you.

CAMY
Okay.

INT. BEDROOM OF TONY'S HOUSE- LATE NIGHT.

Camy is lying in bed with a man in his mid-twenties. This is TONY. Both are naked underneath the covers.

NARRATOR
So I moved in with Tony and decided to add an extra fuck you to my dad and quit my job at his company. Then this happened.

TONY
I think we should break up.

Camy sits up while pulling the covers up with her. She looks over to Tony. Tony looks over to her.

CAMY
Because that's what normal people say after sex. That's not a funny joke.

Tony doesn't respond.

CAMY

(shocked, upset)
Are you serious!?

TONY
Camy, I'm serious. I think we should break up.

CAMY
So instead of telling me earlier you wait until after we fuck to tell me that.

TONY
I don't think it's going to work between us.

CAMY
See, I told you moving into together was a bad idea.

TONY
You should go.

CAMY
Where am I going to go? It's one in the morning.

TONY
I don't know. Just not here.

CAMY
I can't just move out. I don't even have a job, remember?

Tony doesn't respond.

EXT. FRONT OF TONY'S APARTMENT BUILDING-LATE NIGHT

Camy is sitting on the curb with two suit cases sitting next to her. A car pulls up. A woman in her early twenties gets out of the car and walks over to Camy. This is T.J. T.J. hugs her.

NARRATOR
So I called T.J. She has been my best friend since fifth grade.

T.J.

You don't need him.

(yells)

YOU'RE A FUCKING DICK TONY!

T.J. and Camy break from their hug.

T.J.

Listen you are way better than that piece of shit. He doesn't deserve you. Okay? At all. Now come on let's go.

Camy pick up her bags. Both get into the car.

INT. CAMY'S ROOM/T.J.'S APARTMENT- MORNING

Camy is asleep in her bed. She sits up and rubs her eyes.

NARRATOR
Now I live with T.J. I'm single, dad less, and working a shit job at a gas station. I did a complete one eighty with my life. And it's all because of one stupid conversation with my dad. Thanks a lot dad.

Camy gets out of bed and exits the room.

INT. KITCHEN OF T.J.'S APARTMENT- MORNING

T.J. is standing at the counter making a bowl of cereal. A woman in her mid-twenties is standing next to her. Camy enters. She sits down at the table.

WOMAN
I'll see you later.

She kisses the side of T.J.'s face.

T.J.

Alright.

WOMAN
Call me, k?

T.J.

Okay.

The woman exits the apartment as T.J. sits down at the table next to Camy. T.J. begins to eat her cereal.

CAMY
I really wish I was you sometimes.

T.J.

Why?


CAMY
Because you have sex all the time.

T.J.

When was the last time you had sex?

CAMY
The night Tony broke up with me. So like six months ago.

T.J.

Damn. I'm sorry.

CAMY
Yeah. How do you manage to get all these woman to sleep with you?

T.J.

I'm just a likable person.

CAMY
So because you're a likable person woman just sleep with you?

T.J.

I have an irresistible charm.

CAMY
Wow. Someone's full of themselves.

T.J.

Confidence is another reason why girls want to fuck me.

CAMY
You are so cocky.

T.J.

And yet another reason why girls like me.

Camy rolls her eyes.

T.J.

You know you could always just fuck Shane.

CAMY
I'm not screwing my boss.

T.J.

Why not? He likes you.

CAMY
I don't like him.

T.J.

So? I screw lots of people I don't like.

CAMY
Wow. You have no morals do you?

T.J.

Probably not. No, I don't. But seriously just let Shane get balls deep in you. I bet you'd get more hours and a raise.

T.J. laughs. Camy hit her in the arm.

CAMY
What is wrong with you?

T.J.

Lots of things. Would you like to hear the list?

CAMY
I'm good.

T.J.

So what are you doing tonight? Do you work?

CAMY
No. I have no plans.

T.J.

Wanna go to a party with me tonight?

CAMY
A party?

T.J.

Yeah. Some girl invited me to it. I don't want to go alone.

CAMY
So does that mean it's a gay party?

T.J.

No. I'm sure there will be straight people there to. Just because she's gay doesn't mean everyone at the party will be. Plus I don't think she's really gay. I think she's bisexual. And who knows maybe if you go you'll meet someone and get laid.

CAMY
Wow. You're not going to let that go are you?

T.J.

Nope.

There's a knock on the door. Both Camy and T.J. looks over to the door. Camy stands up, walks over to the door and answers it. In the door way stands a man in his early thirties. This is SHANE.

CAMY
Hi Shane.

SHANE
What are you girls up to?

T.J.

We were just talking about you.

Shane walks past Camy and enters the house. He limps over to the table and sits down next to T.J. Camy closes the door and follows behind him. She sits down at the table.

SHANE
What about? Good things I hope.

CAMY
T.J. was telling me that you're a racist bigoted pig.

SHANE
Oh really?

CAMY
Oh yeah. She was telling all kinds of really nasty things about you.

SHANE
Gee, thanks T.J.

T.J.

No problem.

CAMY
So why are you limping?

SHANE
My foot is swollen. Well my toe is swollen.

CAMY
Why?

SHANE
Have you guys seen it?

T.J.

I have. I bought you peroxide yesterday, remember?

SHANE
Look at it.

Shane slides off his shoe and slams his foot up on the table. His foot is only a few inches from Camy's face. Camy looks disgusted. T.J. pushes her bowl away from her.

CAMY
Your feet stink.

SHANE
Does it look bad?

CAMY
It looks swollen.

SHANE
What about this one?

Shane slips off his other shoe and places his other foot on the table.

CAMY
I don't know. I really hate feet. Why are you putting them in my face?

Shane puts both of his feet down.

SHANE
Why does it hurt so much?

CAMY
Because it's an infection.

SHANE
Do you know what an infection is.

CAMY
I don't know the scientifical terms for it.

Shane laughs.

CAMY
I never passed Biology.

SHANE
You don't learn that in biology. You learn it in anatomy.

CAMY
Well I never passed biology, so I never got to take anatomy.

SHANE
That was such an awesome class. We got to dissect a lamb's uterus.

CAMY
That's gross.

SHANE
Dude, there were twins in mine. Like they cut open someone else's and there was just one little lonely baby lamb and then they cut open mine and it had twins. It was awesome.

T.J.

Wow.

Short pause.

SHANE
Oh my god! My toe is broken.

T.J.

Your toe isn't broken.

SHANE
Yes it is.

CAMY
There is a huge difference between broken and infected.

SHANE
The infection broke my toe.

T.J.

Okay then.

SHANE
Look how swollen it is

Shane goes to lift is foot again.

CAMY

(loud)
Put it down! I don't want it in my face again!

Shane puts his foot down.

T.J.

Well I got to go. I have things to do today.

T.J. stands up from the table. Shane stands up as well.

SHANE
I got to piss.

Shane exits the room. T.J. looks over to Camy.

T.J.

Fuck him.

CAMY
T.J.

T.J.

Just do it!

CAMY
I'm not fucking Shane.

T.J.

It'll make you feel so much better if you do.

CAMY
No.

T.J.

Just do it.

CAMY
T.J. I'm not…

T.J.

(cutting off Camy)

Do it!

T.J. exits. Camy stands up from the table, she walks over to the counter. She grabs a cup out of the cabinet above the counter and pours herself a cup of coffee. Shane reenters the room. He walks over to Camy. He grabs her face and kisses her. In reaction Camy throws her coffee on him. Shane jumps back and yells.

CAMY
Oh my god Shane! I'm so sorry!

SHANE

It's okay. I should go.

Shane exits.

INT. LIVING ROOM OF T.J.'S APARTMENT-LATE MORNING

Camy is seated on the couch. She has a laptop in front of her sitting on the coffee table. She is trying to write something, but instead is staring at a blank sheet.

NARRATOR

This is pretty much what I do every day. I open word processor, stare at the blank page, then decide to quit and clean the house.

Camy gets up and starts to picks up cups, plates and other various things off the coffee table. She exits the room then reenters with a vacuum. Camy starts to vacuum.

NARRATOR
Since T.J. works during the day and I work at night, I clean the house.

INT. COFFEE SHOP- LATE MORNING

Tony is standing at the counter waiting to order a coffee. A woman behind the counter walks over to T.J. with her coffee. This is TINA. She hands it to T.J.

TINA
There you go.

T.J.

Thanks.

T.J. hands Tina a piece of paper.

TINA
What's this?

T.J.

My number. Text me when you get off.

Tina smiles.

TINA
Okay.

INT. LIVING ROOM OF T.J.'S APARTMENT-DAY

Camy looks over to the computer from across the room. She pauses. She walks over to the computer and sits down in front of it.

CAMY
Okay. Write. Write. Write. I can do this. I know I can.

Camy still stares at the computer screen. Short pause.

CAMY
And I can't fucking do this.

INT. DRESS SHOP- DAY

T.J. is standing in front of a rack holding dresses. She stares at them blankly. Short pause. An employee walks over to her.

EMPLOYEE
Can I help you with something?

T.J.

Yeah. I'm looking for a dress for my friend.

EMPLOYEE
Well, what kind of dress did you have in mind?

T.J.

Something that says she's available but not easy. Something that says that she is intelligent but really laid back and fun. Nothing that says she's stuck up. I'm trying to get her laid.

EMPLOYEE
Are you trying to help her find a lover or a one night stand?

T.J.

Either is fine. Actually I'm leaning more towards one night stand.

The employee grabs a slightly revealing dress off the rack.

EMPLOYEE
Something like this?

T.J.

That is perfect. Although I'm sure it would absolutely stunning on you.

EMPLOYEE
Well aren't you a flirty one.

T.J.

I'm just saying someone as beautiful as you would look absolutely fantastic in a dress like that.

EMPLOYEE
I do have it at home. Maybe I could model it for you sometime.

T.J.

Then how about you give me your number.

T.J. and the Employee smile.

INT. LIVING ROOM OF T.J.'S APARTMENT-DAY

Camy is still staring at her laptop. T.J. enters the apartment holding a shopping bag. She walks over to Camy.

T.J.

Got anything yet?

CAMY
Nope.

T.J.

How can you not think of anything to write about? Your life is full of things you could write about.

CAMY
Then what should I write about?

T.J.

Go follow your mom around for a day. You could write one of those sad documentaries about a mentally ill woman who was married to very successful man but decided to leave him, to be homeless and become a pan handler.

CAMY
You're a dick

EXT. STREET OF CHICAGO- LATE DAY

A woman in her mid-fifties, dressed in ratty old clothing and holding a cup begging for change. This is Camy's mom BETH.

NARRATOR
For some reason when I was three my mom left my dad to become a homeless panhandler. The only reason this makes sense to her is because she is mentally insane. She was diagnosed with a personality disorder that comes with psychotic features. I didn't find this out until a couple years ago, when I happened to run into her on the street with my dad. My family is interesting. The strange people of Chicago.

INT. LIVING ROOM OF T.J.'S APARTMENT-DAY

Camy is seated on the couch still staring at the computer screen. T.J. is still standing next to her.

T.J.

You could always write about my crazy family. Like my mom the successful very well-known lawyer, who is married to a very sensitive man who can't stick up for himself. Or there's my sister who is a housewife and stuck in a very unhappy marriage. Between my life and ours, you should be able to come up with something.

Camy notices the bag on T.J.'s hand.

CAMY
What's in the bag?

T.J.

It's a dress. For you.

CAMY
You bought me a dress.

T.J.

For the party tonight and that party starts in like two hours. So, you should probably start getting ready.

CAMY
Where is this party even at?

T.J.

It's a rave, on the south side.

CAMY
You want to go to a rave on the south side?

T.J.

Yeah. What's wrong with that?

CAMY
We are going to get shot.

T.J.

I grew up on the south side. We aren't going to get shot.

CAMY
T.J. I don't think I'm going to go.

T.J.

You're going. I bought you a dress just for this party, so you can get some. Now get up and get ready. You got an hour.

T.J. exits the room.

INT. CAMY'S BEDROOM /T.J.'S HOUSE- LATE DAY

Camy is standing in front of a tall mirror. She is wearing the dress that T.J. bought her. She is staring at herself.

CAMY
Why would she buy me this? I look ridiculous.

She pauses and continues to stare at herself in the mirror.

CAMY
This party is going to be a totally bust.

INT. LIVING ROOM OF T.J.'S APARTMENT- LATE DAY

T.J. is sitting on the couch. She is looking down at her phone while smiling. She starts to text as Camy enters the room.

CAMY
I really don't know about this dress.

T.J. looks up at Camy.

T.J.

(amazed)

Oh my god it's prefect! You look fucking amazing! You have to wear that dress tonight.

CAMY
I don't know, it seems kinda too revealing. I feel really self-conscious in it.

T.J.

You shouldn't you look fucking fantastic. I mean you look really hot.

CAMY
Are you saying you'd fuck me?

T.J.

I would definitely fuck you in that dress. Well if you were some random chick at the bar and not my friend. Speaking of random chicks, I invited some girl named Tina to come with us tonight.

CAMY
Where did you meet this one?

T.J.

The coffee shop this morning.

CAMY
You really are a true player aren't you?

T.J.

Duh. I don't like relationships. They are way too much drama. It's easier just to meet a girl, sleep with her and then never talk to her again. Unless, they are really good in bed, then I try to keep the sex aspect of it still.

CAMY
So, you either fuck and dash or become fuck buddies?

T.J.

Pretty much.

CAMY
You're awful.

T.J.

You're just saying that because you're jealous of how easy it is for me to score and you're jealous of how often I score.

CAMY
I'm not going to lie I am really jealous of how much sex you have. I mean it's been like six months for me. Why is it so hard for me to find a willing participant?

T.J.

You know if you actually left the apartment besides just going to work, you probably wouldn't have that much trouble. The problem is you're a hermit crab. You never leave this apartment unless it's to go to work. You really need a life.

CAMY
Like you?

T.J.

Yes. Like me. Now please tell me you're going to wear that dress.

CAMY
I don't know T.J.

T.J.

Why? You look fucking incredible in it.

CAMY
I feel like it shows too much. Like I'm desperately asking for it.

T.J.

You are desperately asking for it. It's been six months.

CAMY
But I look easy. I look like a sleaze, with a bunch of STDs. Basically I look like a slut.

T.J.

You do not.

CAMY

(whining)
Yes! I do!

T.J.

Camy, you don't look like a slut who has a shit ton of STDs okay? You look great. Now let's go to this party. I'm supposed to meet Tina there.

CAMY
Isn't weird bringing a girl to a party that a different girl invited you to? I mean doesn't that start some kind of cat fight?

T.J.

It has before. You never know for sure until you go through. Plus I don't really care.

CAMY
You are so selfish!

T.J.

I am not. I just like to watch women fight over me. You have to remember I have the mind of a guy.

CAMY
You really do act like a guy.

T.J.

Exactly. Now let's go.

CAMY
Fine. Let me get my shoes.

T.J.

Don't wear your favorite heels. Wear your Stilettos'.

CAMY
I will kill myself if I wear those.

T.J.

Just do it. They would look phenomenal with that dress. You will seriously be smoking hot.

CAMY
If you say so.

EXT. OUTSIDE WAREHOUSE- NIGHT

Camy and T.J. walk over to the door of the warehouse. Three men are standing a few inches away from the door. All three are smoking a cigarette. All three men look over to Camy. One man whistles as they all stare.

NARRATOR
Are those guys actually whistling at me? Oh my god, T.J. was right. I look hot. Maybe I won't go home alone tonight.

T.J.

I told you, you look hot. Even they seem to think so.

CAMY
I really think you just gave me a huge confidence boost. Thank you so much, I love you!

T.J.

See I know what I'm talking about.

One of the men strays away from the group and approaches Camy. He is in his mid-twenties. This is ANDER.

ANDER
Hi. I'm Ander.

CAMY
Camy.

ANDER
Camy? Like a cameo?

CAMY
Yeah, except without the O. It's just Camy.

ANDER
That's an interesting name.

CAMY
Well, thanks.

ANDER
So, can I buy you a drink?

CAMY
Aren't they free?

ANDER
Okay, well can I get you a drink?

CAMY
Sure.

Camy looks over to T.J.

T.J.

(mouths)

Go.

Camy smiles and enters the warehouse with Ander. T.J. stays standing outside. Short pause. Tina comes walking up the street. She sees T.J. and runs over to her.

TINA
(excited)

Hi!

T.J.

Hey Tina.

TINA
So what do you think?

Tine poses to show off her outfit.

T.J.

You look absolutely gorgeous.

TINA

(flattered)
Thanks!

T.J.

Want to go in?

TINA
Yeah!

T.J. and Tina enter the warehouse.

INT. INSIDE WAREHOUSE- NIGHT

Camy and Ander are standing in the middle of the dance floor. They talk while dancing with each other. They are surrounded by a huge group of people who are also dancing and jumping up and down. The music is blaring. Camy and Ander have to yell to hear each other.

ANDER
(yells over music)

DO YOU COME TO THESE THINGS OFTEN!?

CAMY

(yells over music)

NO! THIS IS MY FIRST RAVE! MY FRIEND T.J. DRAGGED ME HERE! SHE MADE ME COME!

ANDER

(yells over music)

WELL I'M GLAD SHE DID! YOU LOOK AMAZING!

CAMY

(yells over music)

THANK YOU!

ANDER

(yells over music)

DO YOU WANT TO GO SOMEWHERE QUIETER SO WE CAN TALK!?

CAMY

(yells over music)

YEAH!

ANDER

(yells over music)

OKAY! FOLLOW ME!

Ander takes Camy's hand and leads her out of the crowd.

INT. INSIDE WAREHOUSE- NIGHT

T.J. and Tina are standing off to the side outside of the dancing crowd. They are making out with each other. Short pause. Tina breaks the kiss while holding on to T.J.'s lower lip with her teeth. She then let's go. Music is still blaring.

TINA

(yells over music)

YOU'RE AN AMAZING KISSER!

T.J.

(yells over music)

WELL THANKS!

TINA

(yells over music)

DO YOU WANT TO COME BACK TO MY PLACE!?

T.J.

(yells over music)

ABSOLUTELY!

T.J. grabs Tina's hand and lead her towards the door. They both exit.

INT. PRIVATE ROOM OF THE WAREHOUSE-NIGHT

This room is filled with people who are coupled up. They are either talking or making out. Ander and Camy enter. Ander leads Camy over to a couch. They both sit down.

ANDER
So what do you do?

CAMY
Don't laugh, but right now I work at a gas station. What do you do?

ANDER
I'm a bartender at The Playhouse.

CAMY

I have never been there.

ANDER
It's an alright club. It's usually pretty popular.

CAMY

I will have to check it out some time.

ANDER
So, you live around here?

CAMY
I live in downtown Chicago. So not too far.

ANDER
I live around here. On the south side.

CAMY
That's got to be scary.

ANDER
I've lived here my whole my life. I know how people work around here. It's not too bad.

CAMY
I see. Yeah, I grew up on north side. Like by Lake Michigan.

ANDER
So, you're from a little rich family huh?

CAMY
Not anymore. My dad kicked me out six months ago. We haven't talked since then.

ANDER
So little miss rich girl is trying to live the poor life now?

CAMY
Yeah.

ANDER
You live alone?

CAMY
No. I live with T.J. The friend I came with.

ANDER
Are you and her like a couple?

CAMY
No. We're just friends. Strictly friends. Nothing else.

ANDER
Well you never know. I hope I didn't offend you by asking. I don't have a problem with gay people. I'm not a bigot or anything.

CAMY
You didn't offend me.

ANDER
Okay good.

Both pause.

ANDER
Do you have a boyfriend?

CAMY
No. You don't have a girlfriend do you?

ANDER
No.

Camy looks around the room. Then looks back at Ander. Camy climbs onto Ander's lap.

ANDER
What are you doing?

CAMY
This.

Camy kisses Ander. They break the kiss and pause. Ander grabs Camy's face and starts to make out with her. Ander grabs on Camy's body. Camy places her hand on the back on Ander's head and grabs a handful of his hair. Ander pulls away from her.

ANDER
You don't waste any time do you?

CAMY
Nope.

ANDER
I like that.

CAMY
Good. Now shut up and kiss me.

Ander grabs Camy and they begin to make out again. Pause. Ander pulls away again.

ANDER
Don't you want to talk more?

CAMY
No.

Camy kisses Ander again and he again pulls away.

ANDER
Are you sure?

CAMY
Positive. Why? Do you not want to do this?

ANDER
No, I do. I'm really enjoying it. It's just most girls want to talk forever first. I don't you to say I took advantage of you.

CAMY
I'm not drunk. Honestly I'm the one who initiated this. So, I'm probably the one taking advantage of you.

ANDER
You're not taking advantage of anything. I'm enjoying this.

CAMY
Then stop talking.

Camy again grabs Ander and kiss him. He once again pulls away.

CAMY
Why do you keep doing that?

ANDER
I just feel weird.

CAMY
Didn't you grow up on the south side? Shouldn't you be used to this?

ANDER

(defensive)
Not all girls on this side are whores.

CAMY
I didn't mean it like that.

ANDER
Then what did you mean?

CAMY
I wasn't implying that all girls on the south side are whores, okay? There are girls that are on north side that are to. I wasn't saying it's just here. I mean you're a really handsome guy and a lot of girls today sleep around so I was saying I'm sure I'm not the first girl who tried to move fast with you.

ANDER
No, you're not the first girl who's tried to move fast but I don't like looking like a player okay? Because I'm not.

CAMY
Are you okay? Not to be mean but you kinda sound like a woman right now.

ANDER

It's just I want us to actually have some kind of connection before we just dive into sex.

CAMY
Okay, is there something wrong with me?

ANDER
No. I just don't see why we have to just go in a sexual direction with this.

CAMY
Why not? Everyone our age is hooking up and just forgetting about it.

ANDER
But I don't want to do that.

CAMY
Why? Are you gay?

ANDER
No, I'm not gay.

CAMY
Then what's the problem?

ANDER
Okay this sounds really lame, but I'm a virgin. Okay?

CAMY
Are you serious?

ANDER
Yes.

NARRATOR
This would happen to me. The first guy that comes up to me and talks to me, just happens to be a virgin. My luck sucks.

CAMY
So, you want a deep connection with me before you lose your virginity?

ANDER
Yeah. Is that really so horrible?

Camy climbs off of Ander and sits back down next to him on the couch.

ANDER
You just want sex and that's it, don't you?

CAMY
Look the last six months of my life has been hell. I got kicked out, dumped, and I lost my job. Honestly all I wanted was one night to have a fun and have a really good time. And I wanted it to end in sex. So, yeah I guess all I wanted was sex, and you came up to me and told me I was really hot, which happens to be something I haven't heard in a while, and I thought that we could just fuck and get it over with.

ANDER
So, I'm just someone you were going to take your sexual frustrations out on?

CAMY
Pretty much.

ANDER
Maybe you should find someone else then.

Ander stands up and exits. Camy reaches into her bra and pulls out her cell phone. She dials. Short pause. She hits the end button on the phone and dials again. Short pause. Again no one answers. She leaves a message.

CAMY
T.J. answer the phone.

Camy hangs up and dials again.

INT. BEDROOM OF TINA'S HOUSE- LATE NIGHT

Tina and T.J. are on the bed, under the covers. Their clothes are strewn out across the room. T.J.'s cell phone is on the pocket of her jeans. It is lighting up through the pocket. Tina is moaning in the background.

EXT. OUTSIDE WAREHOUSE- LATE NIGHT

Camy has her cell phone up to her ear.

CAMY
Come on T.J. answer. Answer the phone.

Short pause. Again Camy's get T.J.'s voice mail.

CAMY

(upset)
Seriously T.J. where are you! Call me back!

Camy hands up the phone.

CAMY
God damn it.

Camy starts to walk down the street.

EXT. CHICAGO STREET- LATE NIGHT

Camy is walking down the street.

NARRATOR
I seriously cannot believe that T.J. just left me there but what should I expect? I knew she was going to end up leaving with some random girl to sleep with her. That's T.J. She's always been that way and always will be. I just walked. I didn't really know where I was going but that didn't really matter. I just needed to clear my head.

Camy continues to walk. A man in his early thirties. Walks past her. He stops turns around and walks over to her.

MAN
Excuse me?

Camy stops and turns around to face him.

MAN
You know, it's dangerous for a woman as beautiful as you to walk alone at night.

CAMY
Oh really?

MAN
Yeah. Would you like some protection?

CAMY
You want to follow me home?

MAN
Yeah.

CAMY
Honestly, that sounds like you want to rape me.

MAN
I'm pretty sure if I was going rape I would've just grabbed you, forced you into to the alley and had my way with you already.

CAMY
Wow. You're demented.

MAN
I'm just being honest.

Both pause.

MAN
I'm Mark.

Mark puts out his hand gesturing a handshake.

CAMY
Camy.

Camy and Mark shake hands.

MARK
So, can I walk you home?

CAMY
Sure.

Camy and Mark begin to walk.

MARK
So, what's the occasion?

CAMY
(confused)

What?

MARK
You're all dressed up.

CAMY
My friend dragged me to a party and then she left me there.

MARK
You look nice.

CAMY

(joking)
Nice? That's it?

Camy laughs.

MARK
Actually you look pretty stunning.

CAMY
Thank you.

MARK
I'm surprised that no one at that party tried to pick you up.

CAMY
Some guy tried but he ended up being really weird about the whole situation.

MARK
Weird how?

CAMY
Let's just s





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