Helmets are so not cool

An original screenplay by David Orth

 

TITLES:

 

FADE IN:

 

INT—INSIDE OF THOMAS JEFFERSON APT #140—DAY

 

JEFF and DAVID are sitting at the coffee table, playing Scrabble. JUSTIN is cooking in the kitchen, and ANDY is pushing his bike out of the patio area and into the living room to go out for a ride.

 

ANDY

(pushes bike out of the door)

See ya guys later.

 

JEFF and DAVID

(in unison)

See ya!

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JUSTIN

Don’t you have a helmet?                                                                                      

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ANDY

Yah, but I’m just going out for a quick ride.

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JUSTIN

(gives withering look)

You still need a helmet.

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ANDY

(shrugs)

I dunno. They’re sorta dorky. Plus, they make my hair go all poofy.

 

JEFF

(camera pans to him looking up)

I think they look pretty cool.

 

DAVID

Goofy!

 

JEFF

(arguing)

Cool!

 

DAVID

Goofy!

 

JEFF

Cool!

DAVID

(dumps scrabble board)

I say they’re goofy, and he has no reason to wear one! He said he’s only going around the block!

 

JEFF

I say they’re cool, and you have to wear a helmet! Isn’t it the law?

 

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ANDY

(looks contemplative)

I’m not sure what I should do…. Maybe I should wear one…

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FADE IN

 

EXT –OUTSIDE OF THE THOMAS JEFFERSON APT, #140---DAY

 

ANDY is sporting a helmet, biking recklessly with his legs splayed out. He’s dressed like a complete twit; socks with sandals, shirt hanging out, maybe even an awful pair of green flowered pants. Major dork material.

 

ANDY

(bikes almost right into JUSTIN)

Woooo!

 

JUSTIN

(catches ANDY and stopping him from falling over)

Careful Andy! You almost took a spill again!

 

ANDY

(rocks back and forth on his bike)

I am careful! Hey, Justin, I saw two dogs! Two big dogs, and they were like this: Grrrrrrrr. But I biked really fast away…

 

JUSTIN

(in mock surprise)

Two dogs! It’s a good thing you can ride soooo fast!

 

ANDY

Yah... dumb dogs aren’t... they’re... dumb.

 

JUSTIN

(nods)

Mmm-hmmm…

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ANDY

Hey, Justin, Justin. Do we still got juice boxes?

 

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JUSTIN

Oooh, I’m afraid we ran out, Andy!

 

ANDY

AwwwMAN!

 

JUSTIN

(reaches into wallet, hands ANDY money)

Well, you’ve been good lately, so I think you’ve earned it. Pick me up some milk, too, but be careful! No spills!

 

ANDY

(grabs money, crosses heart)

No spills, I promise!

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JUSTIN

(smiles as ANDY rides away)

 

ANDY

No spills! No spills! I promised! no spills!

 

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FADE IN:

 

INT—INSIDE OF THOMAS JEFFERSON APT #140—DAY

 

JEFF and DAVID are still arguing, now wrestling over the Scrabble board. ANDY shakes his head, and starts to push his bike out of the apartment.

 

ANDY

 (pushes bike out of the door)

See ya guys later.

 

 

 JEFF and DAVID

(in unison)

See ya!

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JUSTIN

What about the helmet?

 

ANDY

(looks contemplative)

 

Wearing a helmet poses a serious risk to my cool factor…

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                FADE OUT: (Dream sequence music)

 

FADE IN

 

 

EXT –OUTSIDE OF THE THOMAS JEFFERSON APT, #140---DAY

 

ANDY is pushing his bike away from the apartment and towards the road, just about to hop onto it. He is dressed really “Cool”, looking uber-hip. JUSTIN comes out of the door after ANDY, holding a large cooking spoon. (Wearing an apron, if he’s not too mortified)

 

JUSTIN

Where are you going?

 

ANDY

Out.

 

JUSTIN

Out where?!?

 

ANDY

Who knows? I just ride and see where this bike takes me.

 

JUSTIN

When will you be back? Should I make you a setting for dinner?

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ANDY

(Slowly putting on shades)

No.

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JUSTIN

But... what about... I…

 

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ANDY

(climbing onto bike)

I don’t know when I’ll be back, or if I’ll be back. Don’t wait up. The road is calling, and I have to answer.

 

JUSTIN

(worriedly)

Well… be careful...

 

ANDY

(not looking back)

Ciao.

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ANDY

(riding off into distance)

 

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FADE IN:

INT –OUTSIDE OF THE THOMAS JEFFERSON APT, #140---DAY

 

JEFF and DAVID are playing Scrabble again.

 

JEFF

Do you really think Andy will be ok without a helmet on?

 

DAVID

He’ll be fine…

 

JEFF

Maybe I should worry less about protecting my body and worry more about protecting my image…

 

DAVID

(nods)

 

JEFF

(looks thoughtful)

Do you think seatbelts are cool?

 

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END