September 3, 2007Decadance Records: Scene 2(It’s morning now, Pete is asleep still astride his motorcycle. Joe and Patrick come around the corner and Joe pokes Pete.) Patrick: Pete? Hey Pete! What are you doing here, man? (Pete wakes up and stares at the them.) Pete: Something happened to me last night, in Atlantic City Patrick: Oh, you went to Atlantic City? Joe: Wow…did you win anything? Pete: (Points to Joe) No. So if you ever wonder if it was nice to know you, I tell you now that it was. (He starts up his motorcycle) Patrick: Shit, Pete. How much? Pete, man! How much!? Pete: (Turning the corner) I do not regret the things I’ve done, but those I did not do. Patrick: Shit! Joe: What do you mean by shit, man? What’s up? Patrick: Well, Pete doesn’t have any money and Bob let him close the store last night… Joe: (shrugs) So…? (giggles) Oh. I guess he didn’t live up to the responsibility. Patrick: No, not the whole responsibility. (Bobs care pulls up in front of the store.) Uh-oh, shut up! Hey what’s up, Bob! Joe: Hey, Bob! What’s up with the ‘boss’ threads, man? Bob: Freakin’ Hey Chris Day. Joe: What’s up with the hostility, Bob? (Patrick, Joe and Bob enter the store. The phone starts ringing.) Bob: Joe! Phone… Joe: Right. (Answers phone.) Decaydance Records open ‘til midnight this is Joe. (To Bob) Bob, It’s the bank. (bob picks up the phone. The other phone begins to ring.) Decaydance…sorry, Decaydance Records, open ‘til midnight, this is Joe. Sure… (To Bob) It’s the boss. Bob: Hold on a sec. (he picks up the other phone) Jay, Jay stop yelling please! (Patrick is sitting in the back room at a table) Patrick: What’s wrong, Bob? …what is it, Bob? Nah, Pete? No way, c’mon (Joe comes into the back) Joe: Here he comes, man. (They each try to look busy as Bob storms into the back and into the count out room. He opens the safe and then slams it shut.) Bob: Damnit! Pete! Patrick: What‘s the matter, Bob? (Callan is running from her house to the Katy’s car, who is picking her up for work. She is carrying a container in her arms.) Callan: Surprise! Katy: What? What is it? Callan: (hands Katy a cupcake) Happy Hey Chris Day! Katy: (takes the cupcake) When did you have time to make these? Callan: (sitting down in the car) Dad says there are 24 usable hours in every day, thank you. Katy: Wow, you absolutely amaze me. You are a nerd. Callan: That‘s me. Katy: So… Callan: So…today I will offer myself to Chris. (picks up picture and starts to kiss it) Oh, I love you… Katy: (takes the picture from her.) No, it’s like this (she runs her tongue all over it) Callan: (taking the picture back.) Get your tongue off my picture! …Do you think Chris is the right guy for my first time? Katy: Oh, I think he’s perfect for you, Callan… (Bob is in the back room, looking high and low for the cash.) Patrick: Hey, Bob, I need to ask you something? Bob: (distracted) Uh-huh Patrick: Now, I know you know a lot about love and women and that sort of thing. Bob: Oh yeah. My wife left me for another woman and my girlfriend forced me to leave at gunpoint, does this qualify me? Patrick: Oh yeah, definitely. I’ve decided that today is the day I’m going to tell Callan how I feel about her. Bob: Uh-huh. Patrick: No, I know what your thinking. But, I’ve been working here on and off for five years, man, so I got to tell her how I feel. I got to tell her that I…er… Bob: Love her? Patrick: yeah. So…how do I do that? Bob: You say “I Love You”. What do you want, written instructions? (Still rummaging) If I find that kid, I swear. I swear to god, I’m going to kill him. Patrick: Ok, I’m going to tell her this morning. Bob: Good. Patrick: By noon, definitely. Bob: Right. Patrick: No, by noon or one. Bob: uh-huh Patrick: By 1:37 exactly, Bob. Bob: (stops rummaging) Well, good luck. Patrick: (smiling) Well, thank you.
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September 2, 2007Decydance Records: Open 'Til MidnightNew Story. Except its not really new. I'm putting all of our favorite home boys into the movie "Empire Records" and amusing myself and fans of FOB and the movie. Enjoy kids! ******************************** PART ONE (Pete sits at the desk in the tiny office, mumbling instructions to himself over and over) Pete: Count the money twice, don’t touch cigars, beer or drumsticks… (suddenly the door opens and he stops. Katy enters) Katy: Bob? Pete: Katy? Katy: Pete…what are you doing here? Pete: My life has reached its Pinnacle. Bob’s letting me close the store tonight. Katy: you’re kidding Pete: I am Not Katy: That’s a big responsibility, Pete. Pete: Yes, but Bob’s instructions were simple. Count the money twice, keep my hands off his beer, cigars and drumsticks. Katy: My, my, my, how will you remember it all? Good luck…Don’t screw it up… (Katy leaves.) Pete: Responsibility like this requires the obedience of a saint (Pete is smoking a cigar, playing Bob’s music loud, tapping the drumsticks on the desk along with the music. He opens the top left drawer and sees a picture of the outside of the store. Underneath the picture is a stack of papers) Pete: Fueled by Ramen Franchise Option Agreement? (he pulls the acetate in front of it, the store now reading: Fueled by Ramen Records) Pete: They have got to be kidding. (He puts the papers back and shuts the drawer) In the immortal words of the Doors: The time to hesitate it through. (Pete is on his motorcycle, riding through Atlantic City. He walks into the Casino and places the large stack of money on the craps table) Dealer: We have a roller! Pete: $9, 104. I counted it…twice. Lady: Hye, I like your style. Pete: Well, Bob told me to count it twice. Dealer: No more bets ladies and gentlemen. Pete: So, do I just throw this and get a seven Dealer: That would be good sir. Lady: Feeling lucky? Pete: I’m guided by a force much greater than luck. (Rolls the dice and gets a seven.) Dealer: Seven! A winner! Lady: Oh baby, you are sex! Pete: I know… Dealer: Same lucky shooter. Place your bets down. Hot shooter on the line. Pete: You know what…let it ride. (everyone gasps) Man: Kid, do you know what your doing? That’s an $18000 bet. Pete: I know this: That if I win this roll I will save the place that I work from being sold, and the jobs of my friends that work there. Thus striking a blow at all that is evil and making this world a better place to live in. (everyone stares at him, bewildered) Pete: Plus, I’ll buy you guys a drink. (everyone nods in agreement) Dealer: No more bets. Pete: (holds up the dice) Bob, this one’s for you Dealer: Two! End of roll! (Pete stares at the table in amazement.) Lady: You know something, you used to be cute. Man: And you used to have 9,000 bucks. (Pete looks from the man, to the side) Pete: I wonder if I’ll be held responsible for this?
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