Who do you think you are, Jose’!?

An original screenplay by David Orth

Fade in:

 

EXT.—THE OUTSIDE OF CROC”S HOUSE—DAY

 

The yard of a house in Sunnyvale, California.  A man is hunched over, toiling in the hot sun, dressed in soiled jeans and a torn, dirty shirt. He is a laborer, and he looks like he has been working in the yard all day. Another man emerges from the house, dressed impeccably for an important meeting. He’s obviously in a hurry, talking on a celphone while headed to his European sports sedan.

 

The laborer toiling away in the yard is named RICARDO, who is exhausted from having worked all day. He came in early, as part of an agreement with the house’s owner, MR. WALLACE, so that he could go to his daughter Maria’s birthday party.

 

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EXT-DOOR TO CROC’S HOUSE—DAY

 

MR. WALLACE emerges from the front door, talking on his cel phone, dressed impeccably and looking rushed. He breezes past Ricardo working in the yard, spraying plants with a hose.

 

MR. WALLACE

I don’t care if it’s $76 per bottle! This isn’t a wedding reception in for common poor people! My sister deserves the best. Now I want 14 cases of the chardonnay; one bottle for guests to drink during the dinner, one to be put in the box with the inscription to take home as a memento. Cost is not an issue. Hey, I have to run, gotta get to the meeting. Don’t call me if anything comes up, just charge it.

 

RICARDO

Excuse me, senior…

                  

MR. WALLACE

Ahh, hello, Jose.

 

RICARDO

It’s Ricardo…I was wondering…

 

MR. WALLACE

(interrupting, looking at his watch)

Yes, yes, what do you want?

 

RICARDO

Mr. Wallace, sir, you said yesterday I could go home early today. It is my baby girl’s fourth birthday.

 

MR. WALLACE

OK. Are you done with everything?

 

RICARDO

Yes Sir.

MR. WALLACE

(looking around at the yard)

Those gardenias have seen better days, but I guess you can go home. Just come in early tomorrow. (Starts to walk away)

 

RICARDO

Sir, you said you could pay me…

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EXT--MR. WALLACE OPENING HIS CAR DOOR--DAY

 

MR. WALLACE

(yelling)

I told you, you’ll get paid on Monday!

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EXT—RICARDO IN THE YARD, STILL HOLDING THE SPRAYING HOSE--DAY

 

RICARDO

Sir, you still owe me for 16 hours of work from last week. You said last week you could pay me before Maria’s birthday. I have no money to get her a present.

 

MR. WALLACE

(walking towards RICARDO, irritated)

How is that my problem? Look, I don’t have time to get caught up in the details of your personal life; I have a very important meeting to go to, and I’m running late as it is

 

RICARDO

Sir, please, my Maria…

 

MR. WALLACE

(storming over to RICARDO)

Damn it, I told you I don’t have time for this today! HERE! (He gives RICARDO a wad of cash from his wallet.)

 

RICARDO

Sir, thank you!

 

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EXT—MR. WALLACE WALKS TOWARDS HIS CAR AGAIN—DAY

 

RICARDO

(yelling)

SIR! I do not mean to bother you, but there is only $23 here. I can not buy my Maria the Barbie doll and video game she wants with $23.

 

MR. WALLACE

(angry, walking towards RICARDO)

What’s with you people? I give you money and you want more!

 

RICARDO

Sir, I only want my 16 hours of pay from last week!

 

MR. WALLACE

Look, I’m a little low on cash. Here, here’s another twenty. Now I’m late for a big meeting and I have to go! Good day!

 

RICARDO

(wailing)

Sir, you owe me $96… this is only $43. I have to eat…

 

MR. WALLACE

(fuming)

First you have to buy your daughter a birthday present, now you have to eat?!? Hey, jackass, do you not understand English? While you’re standing there covered in mud, smelling like a mule, people are waiting for me. IMPORTANT people. I don’t wear a new Armani every damn day, you know.

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EXT--A CAR PULLS UP WITH RICARDO’S BOSS INSIDE. HE HEARS MR. WALLACE YELLING AND STEPS OUT OF HIS CAR—DAY

 

BOSS

What seems to be the trouble, sir?

 

MR. WALLACE

Senior-No-Comprende-Engles here thinks he can skip out early with his paycheck for a half-done job!

 

BOSS

Is this true, Ricardo?

 

RICARDO

I have worked here all day. I came in early as part of an agreement so that I could go to my little Maria’s birthday party. Mr. Wallace owes me for 16 hours…

 

MR. WALLACE

(shouting)

WHICH I PAID HIM FOR!!!

 

RICARDO

Only $43!

 

MR. WALLACE

(pulling out his PDA)

That’s $2.69 an hour! Which is $2.68 cents more an hour than you’re worth, I might add!

 

RICARDO

(trembling)

Sir, I do not understand. I come here, I work hard...

 

 

 

MR. WALLACE

(fake sobbing)

Yo Maria El Birthday grande gato Una Mas Taco Bell…

 

RICARDO turns to speak to his BOSS, and accidentally sprays a bit of water on MR. WALLACE’S sport coat.

 

MR. WALLACE

(furious indignation)

You ass! You got a tiny bit of water on my new suit! Do you know how much this suit costs? You could work for me for a year and still not be able to afford it!

 

BOSS

At what you’re paying him, no wonder.

 

MR. WALLACE

WHAT DID YOU SAY? Oooh... never mind! Give me the damned hose!

 

MR. WALLACE grabs for the hose RICARDO is holding, who backs up

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EXT—MR WALLACE is trying to get the hose from RICARDO while BOSS looms in the background, surveying the situation—DAY

 

RICARDO

I am sorry, sir!

 

MR. WALLACE

I don’t want this monkey running around with a hose anywhere near me while I have this suit on! I’m late for a huge meeting! Now GIVE IT TO ME!

 

RICARDO

But.. bu

 

ENDING #1: POETIC JUSTICE

 

BOSS

(winking at RICARDO)

You heard him, Ricardo. He wants the hose? Give it to him.

 

RICARDO

(shrugging dramatically)

Oooh, Ok! You want the hose? Fine! I’ll give you the hose. You asked for it…

 

RICARDO hands Mr. Wallace the hose.

 

MR. WALLACE

(spraying RICARDO with the hose in the face and body until he falls over)

Ha! Here’s a shower! You needed it!

 

RICARDO

(sobbing, drenched)

No! No!

 

MR. WALLACE

(stooping over to collect the sopping wet cash Ricardo has dropped.)

I’ll be taking this! Consider it payment for the 4 minutes you delayed me getting to my meeting! As for your daughter’s party, consider your recent shower a gift to her and your whole family!

 

 

RICARDO

(wailing)

Maria! Maria!

 

CUT TO:

 

EXT—MR. WALLACE drives off in his sports sedan

 

FADE OUT:

 

Ending #2: Ironic Twist

 

BOSS

(winking at RICARDO)

You heard him, Ricardo. He wants the hose? Give it to him.

 

RICARDO

(shrugging dramatically)

Oooh, Ok! You want the hose? Fine! I’ll give you the hose. You asked for it…

 

RICARDO hands MR. WALLACE the hose.

 

MR. WALLACE takes the hose and sprays BOSS in the face and rest of the body until he topples over.

 

MR. WALLACE

(triumphantly)

That’s for ever convincing me to hire this idiot!

 

MR. WALLACE shoves RICARDO down and takes the money he was holding.

 

MR. WALLACE

I’ll be taking this! Consider it payment for the 4 minutes you delayed me getting to my meeting!

 

BOSS

(sputtering)

Maria! Maria!

 

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EXT—MR. WALLACE drives off in his sports sedan

 

FADE OUT: