Euthanasia in the Heartland

The scene opens with a half drunken Dan sitting on the roof of his house. He's in deep thought over the events that took place earlier that night at the "Hole in the Wall." His rage kicks in the more he ponders the whole situation.

Dan: Who the fuck does she think she is? Her and her fuckass brother… He better bring a lunch if he thinks he’s gonna deal with me tomorrow!

As he unintentionally drives himself closer and closer into conniptions, he hears a startling series of barks coming from the front yard. This only enrages him more.

Dan: Shut the fuck up, you god damn dog!

And without hesitation he hurls his beer towards the mailbox, where the barks came from. He listens for the bottle to make touch down. What he hears is not a thud, shatter, or a yelp for that matter. It is a very distinct squeal.

Dan: Aw hell!

The scene cuts to Linus (the dog) rooting around in the front yard up by the road. He has picked up on the scent of a pot belly pig that’s lying in the ditch of the front yard.

Linus: Woof

As Linus continues to bark and growl at the pig. Dan comes stumbling from behind.

Dan: Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! This isn’t happening.

Linus: Ruff

Dan: You shut up!

Linus (In fast succession): Bark Bark Bark

Dan throws a wild roundhouse kick at Linus that sends him scampering off towards the house.

Dan (Yelling): That’ll show ya… (Mumbling now) Faggot ass dog.

As Dan comes upon the pig his worst fears prove to be true. The scene flashes back two weeks when Julianne was trying to persuade Dan to let her mom’s pot belly pig stay with them while her parents were on vacation. He only agreed to watch damn thing in hopes that they might change their minds and help pay for the wedding. The scene cuts back to the present.

Dan (Shaking his head): This ain’t gonna go over well.

As far as Dan could tell from the look of things, the pig had been hit by a car and not just his beer bottle. There is blood coming from its mouth and every few seconds its back legs twitch. Well, at least it’s still alive, Dan thinks.

Linus (In the distance): Woof

Dan turns toward the bark in disgust. Dan had obviously forgotten to close the gate when he got home. He runs into the house and calls Dr. Puckett.

Dan (On the phone now): Answer… Answer… Ans…

Dr. Puckett: Hello

Dr. Puckett is a horse vet that has been taking care of Dan’s dad’s horses for years. Dan is hoping he will know something about pigs too.

Dan: Dr. Puckett, Thank god you answered. This is Dan Scrotus. You know, Big Glenn Scrotus’ kid?

Dr. Puckett: I know who you are. It’s 3:00 in the morning. What do you need?

Dan: My pig was hit by a car and is still alive.

Dr. Puckett: What’s the pig’s name?

Dan: What do you need the pigs name for?

Dr. Puckett (Talking very loud and stern): Damn it man! There’s no time. Give me the pig’s name.

Dan: Ahhhhh! Um… It’s… Uh… It’s…

Dr. Puckett: Hurry man!

Dan: Oh! His name is Lloyd!

Dr. Puckett: I’ll be right over.

Dan hangs up the phone and goes back outside to further access the pig. The pig is now wheezing with every breath and his back legs have stopped twitching. Twenty minutes later Dr. Puckett arrives at the house. He is driving a 4-door Ford F150 with a goose neck trailer hitch in the bed. Dan meets the doc at his truck door. In the back ground they can hear Linus barking.

Dr. Puckett: How’s Lloyd’s condition?

Dan: I think he’s getting worse Doc.

Dr. Puckett: I was hoping that he wasn’t that baa…d. Are you drunk?

Dan: No! Nah. I’ve only had two or twelve beers.

Dr. Puckett: You got any more?

Dan: Yeah. Why? You want one?

Dr. Puckett: No. I thought the pig could use one to help take the edge off.

Dan (Scratching his head with a look of confusion): Really? You actually think it…

Dr. Puckett (With frustration): Go get me a beer!

Dan points out where Lloyd is and heads to the house to fetch the doc a beer. The doc sees Lloyd and at first glance knows that there’s no hope for him. Dan quickly returns with a beer and hands it to the doc.

Dan: What’s verdict Doc?

Dr. Puckett: It’s not good.

Dan: What do you mean?

Dr. Puckett: The verdict is shitty.

There is now about a 10 second pause.

Dan: Oh yeah.

Dr. Puckett (Taking a swig of beer): It’s like this. I can take him back to my office and try to treat him but that would only prolong things for a day or so. Two days at the most.

Dan: Well, do I have any other options?

Dr. Puckett: Honestly, putting him down would be the most humane thing to do.

Dan: Julianne is gonna freak the fuck out. And god damn, her parents are gonna shit kittens! (There’s a pause as he is thinking) Alright, let’s get this over with.

Dr. Puckett: Ok. Run and get my bag out of my truck.

Dan: Where’s it at?

Dr. Puckett: In the bed of my truck.

Dan jogs up to the truck to retrieve the bag. He can’t quite reach it so he starts to climb into the back of the truck. He loses his footing and falls right on the goose neck trailer hitch. When he falls onto the hitch, he smokes himself right in the eye. Dan can immediately feel his eye swell shut. Cursing and holding his eye he is still able to grab the doc’s bag. As he walks up to the doc he’s still cursing.

Dr. Puckett: What happened to you?

Dan: Your truck sucks.

Dr. Puckett: And I’m about to murder your pig.

Linus (In the distance): Woof

Dan: That ain’t even cool.

Dr. Puckett: Gimme the bag.

Dan hands the doc the bag in disgust and backs up still holding his eye. Doc fumbles through it for the tools he needs. He takes a syringe out of the side pocket. He then takes a very large bottle of Sodium Pentobarbital from the main compartment of his bag. Just incase one is not enough, the doc give Lloyd two full injections of the chemical. Lloyd is now dead.

Dr. Puckett: That should do the trick.

Dan: You sure?

Dr. Puckett: Well, for the last 20 years it’s always seemed to work on horses.

Dan: You’re the expert.

Dr. Puckett (handing his half drank beer back to Dan): It’s late and I need to get back home. Besides, you have a hole to dig.

Dan (Lacking sincerity): Well, thanks for coming over and helping me out.

Dr. Puckett: No problem. I’ll send you a bill tomorrow.

Dan just glares irately at the doc as he gets in his truck and drives off. By now Dan’s buzz has totally worn off. He drags dead Lloyd to the backyard, grabs a shovel, and starts digging. It only takes Dan about an hour and a half to finish the job. At 5:30 AM Dan decides to rekindle his buzz from earlier. He does this with a 2/3rds full bottle of Evan Williams.

The scene fades out and back in to Dan waking at 11:oo AM to “The Price Is Right” theme song. His head is pounding and he has to piss like there’s no tomorrow. On his way to the bathroom he peers out the window into the backyard.

Dan: What the fuck!

He can’t believe his eyes and runs out the door towards Lloyd’s grave. The grave has been uncovered and Lloyd lie half eaten only a few feet away. Dan is pissed that he had spent all that time on a grave only to have it dug up. Dan Wonders what else could possibly go wrong.

Dan: Stupid… Shit… FUCK!!!

As Dan’s head pounds, he walks to get the shovel. He wonders what kind of animal could possibly have dug Lloyd up. The biggest animal around there was a raccoon. He just couldn’t imagine how raccoons could have done this. Dan is so lost in thoughts of raccoons that he doesn’t see the obstacle in his way. He trips and falls to the ground. He sits up and looks to see what he had tripped over, His jaw drops.

Dan (Yelling): Stupid fuckin dog!!!

Dan’s thought’s are no longer of crazy raccoons, but of how he is going to tell Julianne that he inadvertently killed Lloyd and Linus. Linus is responsible for digging Lloyd up and feasting on his bacon ass. It turns out that the doc didn’t need to give Lloyd a horse size dose of the injection after all. Not only was it enough to take care of Lloyd, but enough to take care of Linus as well.

On the Road to Biloxi

Scene opens as Tom Is pulling the Escalade onto I-10 east heading towards Biloxi.

Linus is in the backseat lying back getting ready to take a nap.

Linus is taking a long drag off of a one hitter and Tom starts giving him some hell.

Tom: Where in the hell did you have that stuff?

Linus: Right back here.

Tom: Give me a hit.

Linus: Hell no, get your own or get me to Biloxi in one piece and then you can have some.

Tom: Why in the fuck are we going to Biloxi anyway?

Linus: Remember? We have to take the Coors to the little people.

Tom: Come on Alan!

Linus: See, I told you Alan was real.

Tom: Enough of that senseless dribble. You wanna get to Biloxi you better

give me some info now. Come on, quit holing out on me. I wanna know what all of

this shit is about. Did you get yourself mixed up with the mob in Vegas? Oh fuck,

you did didn't you. You know what those guys do to guys like us.

Linus: (obviously growing sick of the noise coming from Tom's hole)

Okay, chill the hell out and I will tell you what's going on.

Tom: You're fucking right you will.

Linus: You better SHUT THE FUCK up if you wanna hear this.

Tom: Right, okay, go ahead.

Linus: So, it all goes back to 96. I just graduated from Westpoint.

Tom: Westpoint? You told me went to Arizona State.

Linus: I did for a semester. Then I decided I needed to get my shit together. I figured if I could

get into Westpoint I could really open up a lot of doors. So, I decided to cut all ties

with you trouble makers from Indiana and focus on my future. Just after graduation

I was contacted by a gentleman who claimed to work for the Federal Government

of the United States. He sent me a plane ticket and asked me to meet

with him regarding an employment opportunity. You with me so far?

Tom: Arizona State, Westpoint, Federal Government, Job offer. Gotcha

Linus: (fade to flash back as the story is recounted)

I hop the flight from Phoenix to Baltimore and when I arrive he meets

me at the terminal. We climb into a large black sedan and we drive out to Fort Meade.

When we arrive I sign 20 or 30 confidentiality forms that note anything I might see

is classified information and unauthorized dissemination of that information

is punishable by anything from 3 yrs to the chair. After signing all of the required forms

He asks me to join him with 3 other gentlemen in an inner office. It turns out that

I am at the head quarters of the much fabled NSA. I didn't even know if this place existed.

To make a long story short they asked me if I would take a job working in Belize

with the CIA to figure out who was behind the plot to over through President Velesquez.

It seemed that they needed someone on the ground to intercept and decipher radio

and cellular transmissions. I was given the code name Alan Qwest. I had been in

Belize for about 6 weeks when I deciphered some intel that pointed to some

cooperation between a splinter military group and the CIA spooks that were there to

protect the president. I reported it to the officer in charge. This is when shit started to fall

apart. He pulled his sidearm. He told me I had 2 choices. First, I could go along with them

and take a portion of the payoff. Or I could take a bullet in the head. I told him I would go along with it in order to save my ass. He left the office locking the door behind him and instructing me to stay there. Shortly after he left I jimmied the door and escaped out the back.

I escaped the complex on foot and I kept moving until I was able get to the US Embassy in Guatemala. I placed a secure call to my handlers at the NSA and was airlifted back to the US.

Tom: Alan Qwest? Sounds more like James Bond. Whatthefuck? I'm supposed to believe this?

Linus: I don't give a fuck if you believe it or not.

Tom: Well then who the Fuck is Mike Browning?

Linus: Mike Browning is the name I was given after coming back from Belize.

I told the NSA I wanted out. They said I knew too much about the overthrow in Belize.

The only way I could get out was if I joined the Witness Protection Program.

At the time it was an easy choice. The CIA spooks knew who I was. Who in the hell

knew how many boys they had back here that would help them take me out. As time went by,

I couldn't stand the being alone any longer. That is when I called you in Vegas.

It didn't take long for you to convince me that I should come and visit. After that, it was over.

I left the Witness Protection Program without notifying anyone and moved to Vegas. I am

sure they know where I am and they have probably been fairly happy to leave me alone

while I was laying low in Vegas. But then I got the invite for Julianne's wedding

and I couldn't miss that. To top it off I won the 100 grand before leaving town. I know

it won't be long before they catch up to me but I have to get back to Indiana and see

Julieanne before the wedding. I have some things I need to take care of in person.

Tom: I think you have lost your fucking mind but you are a pretty good story teller.

Linus: Believe it or not, I don't give a fuck but you better keep it to yourself.

Tom: Alright man, take your nap and get the edge off. Maybe when you wake up you

won't be so cranky.

Linus: We should be in Biloxi in 6 hours. Wake me up when we get there

so we can make our delivery and get back to Indiana.

Character Pallet

Cast of characters (currently)

Linus Blackjack aka. Michael Browning aka. Alan Qwest

Julieanne Chamberland (tara reid might even be able to fill this roll)

Tom Archibald (friend to linus pot fiend)

Dan Scrotus ( this is so we can have some easy genital jokes later on )

Mike Chamberland (Julieanne's brother)

Jenny Martin-Chamberland (Mike's wife It's hyphenated because she is and independent woman)

Linus the Dog

Donnie Baker (obnoxioius, overbearing, bounty hunter/P.I./Black Marketeer. A general "NareDoWell"

There will also need to be a local cop that everyone hates.
We will need a reverand/preacher/padre.
Surely there will be a doctor and a lawyer.
A mysterious stranger who will be following Linus.

Please feel free to give these characters names at anytime or change the names of current characters to suit your taste.

Also, what is the genral direction of this story?
Does Linus get the girl?
Who is the stranger?
Does Donnie have a greater purpose or was he only here for my fun?
Do my balls itch?


Please gentlemen, let me know your thoughts.
As for story direction, maybe we should email instead of posting here.
We don't want to ruin the story for anyone.

As for my balls, we can discuss them openly.

7/14 7:45 Hole In The Wall Restaurant

Scene opens with Julianne Chamberland and Dan Whitaker having dinner at some hoe in the wall. She is wearing oversized sunglasses and a long sleeve blouse on a 90-degree day. Dan is wearing a ratty Miller High-Life t-shirt and a Harley-Davidson bandana on his head. From her purse on the floor, Julianne’s cell phone rings and she reaches to answer it.

Dan (with hostility in his voice): Who is it? Why the hell can’t we get through one dinner without someone calling you?

Julianne (glancing at the caller ID): It’s Jenny. It probably has something to do with the wedding. I better take it.

Julianne (into the phone): Hello? Oh, hi Jenny.

Jenny: You’ll never guess who I just talked to…Tom! He’s on his way back to town with Linus for your wedding.

Julianne: Yeah, well…listen, Jen, I’m sure you can handle everything with the florist. Just make sure it gets taken care of.

Jenny: Oh shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t think about Dan being with you. I figured he’d be passed out by now.

Julianne: Well, okay. I’ll give you a call in the morning to make sure everything’s set with the flowers.

Jenny: Are you okay sweetie?

By this time, Dan is visibly pissed…tapping his fingers on the table and glaring at Julianne.

Julianne: I’m just tired. We’ll talk tomorrow.

Jenny: Okay, Michael’s beeping in. Call me.

Scene shifts to Jenny sitting on her front porch smoking a cigarette as she clicks over to answer the incoming call.

Jenny: Hey baby, where ya at?

Michael: I just closed up the garage. Listen honey, I just got a call from a customer of mine who works over at the Hole In The Wall restaurant on 3rd St. He said Julianne and Dan are there and it looks like he’s been hitting her again.

Jenny: Oh my God! I just talked to her. I knew there was something wrong from the way she talked.

Michael: Well, I’m gonna go by there and see what’s going on.

Jenny: Mike, don’t do anything stupid. Why don’t you just come home and I’ll go over to their house with you.
Michael: If he’s been hitting my sister again, I’m not going to wait around and try to be tactful about it. I can’t believe I offered that son of a bitch a job! Well, I’m here. Their car’s still in the parking lot. I’ll call you in a bit.

Jenny: Come on Mike be sensible. You’ve got no business getting yourself thrown in jail!

Michael: It’s not going to come to that. I’m just going to talk to him. (In a quieter tone) There’s a thousand dollars in my sock drawer if anything happens. I’ll be okay. I love you honey.

Jenny: I love you too. Be…

Michael hangs up…click.

Back inside the restaurant, Dan & Julianne are eating their Salisbury steaks and the server is refilling their iced tea.

Server: Is there anything else I can get…

At this moment, Michael, rushing in, interrupts.

Michael: What the hell happened?

Dan stands up and positions himself between Julianne and Michael.

Michael: Come on Jul, you’re staying with Jenny and me tonight. (Pointing directly at Dan’s face, just inches away): And I’ll deal with you tomorrow.

Dan: What’s going on Mike? I’m trying to have dinner with my fiancée.

Michael: Since when does dinner involve a busted lip and a black eye that even those ridiculous Elton John sunglasses can’t hide?

Julianne (meekly): It’s okay, Mike. I’m okay. He just… (Turning to Dan): Dan, I think I should go.

Julianne steps around Dan and takes Michael’s hand. As they turn to leave, Dan yells after them: Julianne, wait! Can’t we all just sit down and talk?

Scene ends as Michael and Julianne exit the restaurant.

Next scene opens on Tom and Linus sitting in the 3rd row behind home plate during the seventh inning stretch. Over the PA system, the announcer can be heard paging Alan Qwest to the nearest security kiosk.

Scene 5 Houston Texas 7/14

It's just after 4:00 pm it's a scoorching hot afternoon.

Tom and Linus are sitting in the Escalade in asphalt parking lot.

You can see the heat rising around them.

Linus: Hey Saltine!

Tom is startled awake in the back seat. He has drool running down the side of his face.

Tom: huh! whats wrong? Where are we?

Linus: Cracker chill the fuck out! Were here.

Tom: Where?

Linus: Will you wake the fuck up retard?

For Chissakes, you've been asleep for 16 hours.

I've done all the driving.

Tom: Well, I'm up now. And I drove the first 8 hours.

Where's that weed?

Linus: obviously you don't need any weed. You couldn't be anymore relaxed.

Tom: Okay but I get some later. Where are we anyway?

Linus: We're in Houston. Minute Maid Park to be exact.

Tom: And were here why?

Linus: I told you we had to make a stop.

Tom: At a baseball game?

Linus: At a baseball game? (smarmy voice)

Yes you fuck at a baseball game.

The Cubs are playing the Astros and I have box seats right behind the Visitor's dugout.

Tom: Well let's go.

As they climb out into the glaring sunshine you see a sign for VIP parking.

Linus tosses the keys to a young kid in a red vest and slides a folded

$20 bill into his hand.

Linus: (very quietly) Keep it nearby, we won;t be gone too long.

Valet: Of course sir it'll be right over here.

Tom: Come on let's go were missin the game.

Linus: Hold your fucking shorts on.

We still have to pick up our tickets over here at will call.

They turn the corner and walk up to the will call window.

Linus: (trying to appear as if he'snot looking at the name tag on her vest)

Maria, I need to pick up some tickets for Michael Browning.

Maria: Yes sir, here they are.

I just need to see some I.D.

Linus: No problem, Here you go. (Linus pulls out a Utah driver's license

it has his picture and the name Michael Browning on it)

Maria: And you'll be leaving this on the Master Card Sir?

Linus: Yes Maria and I need to leave 1 tick here for a Mr. Donnie Baker.

Maria: Okay sir here are 2 for you and I will hold the third for Mr. Baker.

Linus: Thanks Maria, you have a great day.

as they walk towards the entrance Tom has a confused look on his face

Tom: What the fuck was that about Linus?

Linus: Sorry, I will have to fill you in later. Call me Michael for now.

Tom: okay, Michael. Who the hell is Donnie Baker?

Linus: You know Donnie Baker from Bob and Tom.

Tom: We're meeting him? He's real?

Linus: No, you fuck, that's a code name.

He's almost as fucking obnoxious as you that is why he picked that name.

Tom: You Swear to God Man?

Linus: I swear to God. Now shut the fuck up and let's watch a little ball.

Donnie will be here in a little bit and then you can drive us the

rest of the way back while I sleep in the back seat.

The scene fades to Linus and Tom finding their seats and the Cubs

taking the field for the top of the third inning.

Scene 6 opens with Julianne Chamberland and Dan Whitaker having dinner at some hoe in the wall. She is wearing oversized sunglasses and a long sleeve blouse on a 90 degree day.

Linus Collects His Winnings

Scene opens on Linus and Tom standing at the redemption window of the OTB. Tom is grinning from ear to ear, while Linus remains stoic. The teller is shuffling papers in front of them, pointing at the various spots where Linus needs to sign.

Teller: And finally, Mr. Blackjack, if you’ll sign here and initial here, I’ll print that check for you.

Linus: Thank you.

Tom (murmuring to himself): One hundred thousand dollars
Tom turns to Linus: One hundred fucking thousand dollars!!

Linus: I told you it was a good tip.

The teller brings the check and presents it to Linus, along with various copies of tax forms. Linus and Tom are walking through the casino on their way to the exit. As they exit to the street, Tom is still grinning wildly.

Tom: I still can’t understand how you did it. I’ve been gambling for years and never had that kind of luck. And that horse!! What in the world made you bet on him? Never won a race before; never above third place. And his name!! Dapper Dan! I would have figured you’d avoid him based on the name alone. How do you do it? A ten to one shot!

Linus: Audentes fortuna juvat.

Tom: Yeah, I know fortune favors the stupid.

Linus: That’s bold, assbag! Remember, I’m the one with all the money.

Tom: So are you going to share your secret with me? How does your system work?

Linus: A true genius never reveals his secrets.

Tom: What’s that they say about there being only a thin line between insanity and genius? You can at least tell me who you got the horse tip from. A guy like that could come in handy.

Linus: We’ve got bigger fish to fry, Tom. We’ve got to get a car and get to Indy. We’ve got a wedding to crash.

By this time, Tom and Linus have flagged down a cab and are sitting inside of it.

Linus (to the cabby): Take us to the nearest Cadillac dealership.

Tom: I guess we’ll be traveling in style.

Linus: I’ll be traveling in style. You’ll be accompanying me.

Tom: Whatever, smartass. Just how are we supposed to go about busting up this wedding and winning you your girl back?

Linus: That’s why I’m bringing you along – creative support. I figure we’ve got about twenty-five hundred miles of road between here and Indy. I’m sure you’ll come up with something.

Tom: I told you before man, I’m just coming along to see how it all turns out; well, that and the fact that I never could turn down a road trip.

The cab pulls into the Cadillac dealership and drops them off.

Cabby (in a Middle-Eastern accent): That’s $12.75, sirs.

Linus hands the cabby a twenty and he and Tom exit the cab. Scene ends with Tom (still grinning) and Linus standing google-eyed in front of a brand new Escalade.

7/12 4:17 pm Straughn, Indiana

Scene opens on a very muggy Indiana afternoon.
Sky is clear and the sun beats down on the acres of corn surrounding Julieanne Chamberland.

Julieanne steps onto the front porch of the old farm house. (Julieanne looks like a young Meg Ryan. Before Russell Crowe came along and fucked her up for good. mid-late 20's short blonde hair. She has a great smile but you can see that she is exhausted. She has just gotten home from the beauty shop)
The wooden screen door slams shut behind her. She is talking into a cordless phone that looks something like a cell phone from 1985.

Julieanne: Hang on just a minute Jenny.
(shouting) Linus! Linus! Here boy. Come on Linus. It's dinner time.

Linus: woof, woof (barking as he turns the corner of the house and climbs up on the porch)
he doesn't waste any time as he digs into the left overs from last nights dinner.

Julieanne: Good boy. You're such a good puppy. Yes you are. I just wish you weren't named after him.
Okay Jenny I'm back.

Jenny: (over the phone) What was all of that?

Julieanne: Oh, I was just feeding Linus. I'm kind of worried about him living outside like this. He always looks sick.

Jenny: Why don't you bring him in?

Julieanne: Oh, you know. Dan won't let me. He hates him. He can't stand that he is named after Linus. He hates him so much after everything that happened. I am really worried about the wedding. I just hope it doesn't get ugly. I really just hope that Linus is smart enough to turn down my invitation. Surely he knows I only sent it to be polite. We don't even talk anymore.


(Julieanne sits down on the front porch swing and kicks her shoes off.)
Jenny: You say that like you are upset by it.

Julieanne: (fighting the truth) hmm? oh about talking to Linus. No, that is the past. I have Dan now.

Jenny: Are you sure about all of this?

Julieanne: What, the wedding? Of course I am. Dan is good to me. I couldn't ask for anything better. He's just having a rough time right now. It's not his fault Chrysler closed down in New Castle 2 years ago. He's been lookin real hard for work. Besides, We make it by on my jobs. I know the dinner doesn't pay that well, but I make plenty of money over at Wal-Mart. I just wish he could get that other car running so I would have to bum rides all of the time.

Jenny: Where's he been looking for work?

Julieanne: I am not sure but he goes out everyday. Just as soon as get back from Wal-Mart around 10:00 am he gets out of bed and goes to lookin. Afterwards he meets his old buddies from Chrysler up in Greenfield at Jersey's and they try to help each other out. A couple of them actually have new jobs.

Jenny: Well, you know Michael offered him a job at the garage the last time he saw him.

Julieanne: I know, I really appreciate it but Dan says he just can't work for less than $26 an hour. He put in four years after he got out of high school to get to that much and he deserves it. He'll find something that pays soon, I just know it.

Jenny: Okay honey, I just worry about you.

Julieanne: I know, you're supposed to you are my maid of honor.

Jenny: That reminds me. Is everything taken care of over at the VFW for the reception?

Julieanne: Sure is. I wish Mom and Dad could understand why I left Linus at the alter. If they could then maybe they would see fit to help me have a real nice wedding this time. It really upsets me that they can't help me pay for this reception.

Jenny: well honey, they spent almost 20 grand on the last wedding and it didn't even happen.

Julieanne: I know, I know but it's not like they don't have it.
Oh, Dan's pulling up, I better get going. Love ya.

Jenny: okay, call me tomo........
(Julieanne hangs up the phone before Jenny finishes)

Camera pans to the gravel drive.
Dan is flying down the county road towards the drive way.
He turns in and almost drives into the yard.

Julieanne rushes into the house where she starts grabbing food from the refridgerator and starts dinner.

Dan stumbles from his car and almost falls down the porch. The screen door slams behind him.

Dan: You bitch!I can't even believe you invited that dick to our weddin.

Julieanne: honey, who are you talking about?

Dan: Don't act so innocent. I can see it in your eyes. You still want him. Don't you. I am so sick of this shit. Where's my PBR? I told you to bring me home a case of PBR!

Julieanne: Just relax, sit down on the couch. It's right here in the fridge, I'll get you one.

Dan: What the hell am I supposed to think when the phone wakes me up at noon and it's that sonofabitch Linus leaving you a message saying he will be at the wedding?

Julieanne: Oh, I didn't really think he would accept the invitation, Jenny Just told me I should send him one to be polite.

Dan: Well, you should have. That good for nothin bitch should keep outta things.

Julieanne: She didn't mean any harm and why were you sleeping at noon? (slightly annoyed and angered that he called he best friend a bitch) You left this morning when I got home from Wal-Mart and you were SUPPOSED to be out looking for work while I was at the beauty shop.

Dan: You better get off my gotdanged back and leave me the hell alone. I look for work everyday. You know that! Now give me that beer.

Julieanne: Get your own beer! (as she bursts into tears)

(she storms into the bedroom and leaves the dinner sizzling on the stove)

Dan staggers after her. He tries to open the door but she has locked it.

Dan: you better open this fucking door up right now!

Julieanne: no, your drunk, just leave me alone.

Dan: This is your last chance! Open it up or else!

Julieanne: OR ELSE WHAT?

Dan slams through the door. You can see him backhand Julieanne and the camera pulls back out of the room as you here Dan beating her as she pleads with him to stop.