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EXT. MODEST APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY
A Porsche pulls up outside the building. "Walking on
Sunshine" or some similarly obnoxiously upbeat tune is
blaring from the car.
Behind the wheel is JOHNNY SMILES, late 20s. He taps on the
steering wheel to the beat as the window WHIRS shut.
He exits the car, hits the remote, and notices a MAN walking
Hey! Good Morning! Is it alright if
I park here?
The man shrugs.
Johnny looks around and then consults a planner that's
covered with SMILEY FACES.
He heads up a staircase to APARTMENT 12.
A MAN, mid 30s, opens the door. Looks like he just woke up.
Good morning! Dennis?
Yeah. Who're you?
(Off his non-reaction)
I work for Lou.
You know... Lou? The guy you owe
You work for Lou?
Hello? I think I just said that.
I expected someone... different.
I get that a lot. Say, you mind if
I come in? It's a bit... unseemly
talking about these kind of things
standing in a doorway.
INT. DENNIS'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS
Johnny enters and looks around at the cluttered mess of an
So, Dennis... I'm really sorry for
intruding on your morning like
No, it's okay...
So, if you just give me the seven
grand, I won't take up any more of
Yeah, that's the thing -I don't
exactly have seven grand. Here.
Johnny sits on the couch and SIGHS loudly.
Okay, well, you can get it, right?
A trip to the bank? Borrow it from
a friend or relative?
This is not good, Dennis. Lou pays
you on time when you win, right?
Yeah... it's just...I mean look
around, I'm not exactly wealthy
Well, if you're placing bets you
can't cover, you've got a big
Johnny reaches into his jacket.
Dennis looks nervous.
Look. I know Lou must-
-it's called Gambling Addiction! I
see it all the time. Here, let me
give you this pamphlet about it. I
really think you should go to one
of the meetings.
Johnny slides the pamphlet across the coffee table.
A wave of relief washes over Dennis.
(picking up the pamphlet)
Oh, I will! I see now that I have a
I'm going to take care of it. You
can bet -COUNT! Count! You can
count on that.
Good. I'm glad to hear that.
Dennis looks at Johnny who doesn't budge, just sits there
SMILING at him.
Dennis looks around awkwardly.
So, y'know...Thank you for giving
me this information...SO much.
Johnny still doesn't move.
Oh! So, tell Lou that I am really
grateful for his compassion and
Johnny starts LAUGHING.
Ohh.. Ohh... Dennis, you didn't
think that just because you
admitted you have a problem that
your debt goes away, did you? This
isn't celebrity rehab. I don't look
like Dr. Drew do I?
I'm sorry. I shouldn't laugh.
That's very insensitive of me. I
apologize. Besides admitting you've
got a problem is only the first
step. You have to take
accountability for it as well...
Granted, you're supposed to do that
on your own but...unfortunately,
I'm gonna have to help you with
Dennis soaks this in. The realization that he's not off the
hook sinks back in.
Hey, you want a drink? I sure could
That's not another problem is it?
'Cause I didn't bring any A.A.
I'm just joshin' ya! Who can blame
you under the circumstances?! What
are ya havin'?
Scotch on the rocks.
Sounds good. Make it two.
Dennis heads into the kitchen.
INTERCUT KITCHEN/ LIVING ROOM
Johnny notices a wooden frog sitting on the coffee table. He
looks at it inquisitively.
Dennis gets two glasses and fills them with ice.
Johnny picks up the frog and examines it.
Dennis pours the Scotch.
Johnny notices a stick-like piece in the frog's mouth comes
out. He looks at that trying to figure out what it does.
Dennis looks around nervously and takes a gun out of the
kitchen drawer and tucks it in his pants, before grabbing the
drinks and heading back.
Dennis returns and puts the drink on the table.
Johnny puts the frog down.
Have a seat here on the couch and
we can figure out what to do about
Dennis reluctantly sits on the couch next to Johnny.
(raising his glass)
They clink the glasses and take a swig.
Yeah. Can't really afford the
Yeah. No, I understand.
I tell ya, I have the worst luck
lately. I just lost my right
testicle to cancer and now this...
That sucks but... you've gotta stay
positive, look on the bright side.
Of testicular cancer?
Yeah! You gotta see your scrotum as
half full not half empty.
Like Lance Armstrong, y'know?
Uhhh... yeah... but y'know, it was
a lot of medical bills... and then
I blew the tranny in my truck. That
was five-hundred bucks-
-Shouldn't the Trannie have paid
I mean... OH! You mean you blew the
transmission in your truck! I
thought... Nevermind. Look, Dennis,
gambling is not the way to get
yourself out of debt. But I think
you realize that now.
Johnny puts the glass down and picks up the frog again. He's
trying really hard to figure out its function.
As Johnny is seemingly memorized by the frog-
Dennis slowly reaches behind him and takes out his gun.
Okay. I give up what does this frog
Dennis aims his gun at Johnny, who seems oblivious.
Oh wait. I know...
In a FLASH-
Johnny CRACKS Dennis on the bridge of the nose with the frog
and grabs the gun out of his hand.
It's a weapon, right?
Dennis MOANS and puts his hands over his nose.
Ahh...Dude, that really hurt.
You pulled a gun on me, Dennis.
I know.. But still...owwww...
That was a bad idea. I may not look
like much but I'm an expert in
several martial arts. Some you've
never even heard of... like "Lazy
Okay. I made that one up.
Look, Dennis, this problem isn't
going to go away. You have to find
your inner strength and deal with
it in a positive way.
(RE: the gun)
This? Not very positive.
I'm sorry. I just...I don't have
Okay... Well, how much do you have?
I can get half if I can go to the
Okay. Well, half is better than
none. If you give me half today, I
can give you another week to come
up with the other half.
Johnny sighs with relief.
Of course, I'll have to break your
(off his reaction,
Couldn't you just break my pinkie
Pinkie is for like 500 bucks or
less, a few grand is definitely leg
range. Again, sorry.
Can I have another glass of Scotch
I'll get it. Just in case you've
got a set of ginsu knives in there
you're fixing on grabbing.
Johnny heads into the kitchen, still holding the gun, and
returns with the bottle a moment later.
And I'll tell ya what else I'll do
for ya, since I like you... I'll
let you pick which leg I break.
Dennis manages a weak smile as he pours himself another
(motioning towards the
frog with the gun)
So, really, what does that thing
Dennis sighs and picks up the frog. He takes the stick out
its mouth and rubs it across the frog's back. It makes a frog
Ohhh! It makes a frog sound! Cute.
INT. LARGE ROOM - NIGHT
Dennis, on crutches, with a cast on his leg, HOBBLES forward
There are several people in folding chairs watching as--
Dennis reaches the front of the room and stands behind a
He leans his crutches against the side of the podium and
clears his throat.
Hi. My name is Dennis and I'm a
From the back of the room, Johnny Smiles with a donut in his
hand, smiles proudly and gives him a big THUMBS UP.
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