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2
INT. THE HOME
OF THE MORGENDORFFERS – DOORWAY – EVENING
The entrance
door rings. Jake opens it and turns his face to the stairs.
JAKE:
*Qui*-*inn*.
Your date is…
(talking
to himself, he turns back towards the door)
Silly me.
She has gone alrea…
Jake sees Trinity and just stares at her beautiful dark eyes. While he glances at her with an opened mouth. Daria comes down the stairs behind him.
TRINITY: (she
nods at Daria)
Hey Daria.
(she
nods at Jake)Your Dad?
DARIA: (she
passes Jake)
I couldn't
be picky at the witness protection program.
Trinity chuckles and coughs.
DARIA:
Bye Dad.
TRINITY:
Bye Mr. Morgendorffer.
They both walk to Trinity's car, get in and drive off. Jake is staring after them
JAKE: (in
trance)
…Bye.
INT. TRINITY'S
CAR – NIGHT
The night
has broken over Lawndale. Trinity is driving while Daria sits beside her.
DARIA:
So… What kind
of person is your little brother?
TRINITY:
He is very
mature. When I had left for College he had to grow up on his own.
DARIA:
But what about
your parents?
TRINITY:
They were
visiting self-finding courses in distant countries… like Idaho. But he
can take care of himself. He is a big boy.
DARIA:
And he does
painting?
TRINITY:
Yeah, and
sculpturing.
DARIA:
By the way.
How do you get the idea he would appreciate my insight?
TRINITY:
I dunno, I
just got this feeling. He is like you an artist.
DARIA:
An artist
you say?
TRINITY:
You will instantly
like him.
DARIA:
Why?
TRINITY:
He is cute.
DARIA:
Isn't that
shallow?
TRINITY:
Why? Do you
need more?
DARIA:
Yes, some
might say that is a pretty shallow argument.
TRINITY:
Some might
say I am a shallow woman. But a shallow woman with a cute brother.
DARIA:
You never
cease to astonish me!
TRINITY: (smiles)
Thank you!
The car stops at the parking lot of the Lawndale High. A lone figure in the dark is expecting them.
ZANE:
Yo Trinity.
What took you so long?
TRINITY:
You know,
I don't like to look at my wristwatch. It depresses me.
ZANE:
Then why are
you wearing one?
TRINITY:
I like to
be depressed. It makes me feel special… Oh…
(she turns
towards Daria, who is hiding and thinking about the cruelty of biology)
Hey Daria,
this is Zane.
(she notice
their reactions)
Do you know
each other?
DARIA AND ZANE:
(beat)
Unfortunately.
INT. THE VILLA
OF THE TAYLORS – SITTING ROOM – NIGHT
Brittany
is filling potato chips into bowls. When Kevin tries to eat one. Brittany
slaps his hand.
KEVIN:
Ouch. Babe.
BRITTANY:
Eww Kevy!
How could you allow Zane to come?
KEVIN:
But Mack said
that when a cheerleader has a party, all the football players are automatically
invited. Plus those in the track team
BRITTANY:
Really?
KEVIN:
Yes. It is
on page 6 of the playbook.
BRITTANY: (thinks
and then burst out)
NO IT ISN'T!
KEVIN:
That sucks:
Zane must have tricked Mack.
BRITTANY:
At least I
told the security guard not to let him in. Do you remember my last party?
KEVIN:
Oh yeah I
remember, that was the coolest food fight in my life.
(Brittany
glares at him)
Uhm… not cool,
cupcake?
BRITTANY:
Zane had invited
the most… worst party crashers of Lawndale. We had to change all carpets!
But not this time. I have invited really nice people like Daria Morgendorffer,
even though she never, ever wears nail polish.
KEVIN:
Yeah, and
I have invited her sister Quinn too. She is cool.
BRITTANY:
KEVY! She
is too cute. My friends will kill me!
KEVIN:
Uhm… not cool,
cupcake?
INT. TRINITY'S
CAR – NIGHT
While Trinity
drives. Daria is staring mute out the window. Zane sits on the backseat
and is puzzled of Trinity's choice of people. Trinity tries to start a
conversation between them.
TRINITY:
So you both
share classes?
DARIA AND ZANE:
(weak)
Yeah.
TRINITY:
And you know
each other, since school started this summer?
DARIA AND ZANE:
Yeah.
TRINITY:
How do you…
ZANE:
Stop! We are
here!
EXT. ROAD –
NIGHT
Trinity's
car stops at the gates of the gated community. Daria gets at once out,
while Zane still stays in the car.
DARIA: (mumbles)
Humpf. Thank
you for the ride, Trinity.
TRINITY:
You are welcome
Daria.
ZANE:
Sure you don't
want to crash with us?
TRINITY:
Me? A teach
at a high school party???
ZANE:
Yeah! You
can make them suffer!
TRINITY:
I think I
am going to leave that to you.
Zane exit the car.
TRINITY:
Don't do anything
I won't do.
She drives off. Daria and Zane stand opposite of each other.
ZANE:
I can't get
rid of the impression that she just tried to play the yenta on us.
DARIA:
Only in your
dreams.
ZANE:
You mean nightmares
(pause
while he glances at her face) Oh, la, la… Is that lipstick?
DARIA: (ashamed
she turns her back toward him)
I hate you.
ZANE:
Nice conversational
skills.
They both walk towards the security guard
DARIA:
Well, since
Brittany has mentioned on several occasions, that you are a persona non
grata. She must have given the security guard instructions forbidding your
entrance.
ZANE: (evil
smirk)
We shall see.
EXT. GATED
COMMUNITY GUARD STATION – NIGHT
Daria and
Zane approach the gates of that upper-class luxury villa estate.
SECURITY GUARD:
Names please…
(he notice
Zane)
EEP!
ZANE:
Hello.
SECURITY GUARD:
Oh Mr. Lane…
I have orders not to let you in. You are not invited.
ZANE:
So?
SECURITY GUARD:
So… Ehem…
Enjoy the party.
He steps
aside and Daria and Zane pass the gates.
EXT. GATED
COMMUNITY PATHWAY – NIGHT
They walk
for a time. Until Daria speaks out.
DARIA:
Okay. My curiosity
is about to kill me. Please tell me, why he let you pass?
ZANE:
Because my
photographic memory enables me to recoil the time, when I caught him with
a banana split.
DARIA:
What is wrong
with the consumption of food during work times?
ZANE:
Just imagine
what a man with a dirty mind does with whip cream when he is alone.
DARIA: (beat)
Yuck. That
is disgusting
ZANE:
And now imagine
what a man with a dirty mind does with a banana…
DARIA: (shocked)
EWW!… Gross!
ZANE: (mocks
having trauma)
I never ever
again can set my eyes with innocent joy on fruit.
Daria couldn't help it, but she had to smirk.
ZANE:
Hey Daria!
Wasn't that a smile on your face?
DARIA:
That was only
malicious joy.
ZANE:
Gee, if I
catch fire and break my legs, then you would end up in hospital from laughing.
Now Daria definitely had to smirk. Followed by her usual guilt of having shown sympathy towards him.
ZANE: (beat,
then calm)
Why do you
always show me the cold shoulder?
DARIA: (she
blushes ashamed, good for Daria, that it is already night and it can't
be seen so well)
Whhh…. gnnn…
I… I am not showing only you the cold shoulder, I am showing the cold shoulder
to everyone else.
ZANE:
Hmm, I conclude
from your nervousness, that you are not familiar with the high school party
culture.
DARIA: (still
blushing)
So what? Don't
you know we are from two different worlds? Regular and popular?
ZANE:
How about
I give you some party tips?
DARIA: (resigns)
Do I have
a choice?
ZANE: (smirks)
First: You
don't get invited to parties, you invite yourself to parties. Let yourself
go. Behave how you like, since it is party time and people will forgive
you, because they are too drunk to remember.
Second: You
have to mingle with everybody at the party. Enjoy it when they sink in
the depths of human depravity, because it is one more good reason to laugh
at them, when they get drunk and loose bladder control.
Third: If
you have sex with a drunken person, wear a condom…
DARIA: (disgusted)
THAT IS ENOUGH!
Zane chuckles evilly.
DARIA: (glares
at him)
It is hard
to believe, that such an obnoxious person is an artist.
ZANE: (surprised
and anxious)
What? Who?
Trinity must have told you.
DARIA:
Not to mention
Brittany, bursting out your artistic qualities.
ZANE:
Oh, yeah Brittany.
She was quite bursty. I think she had her burs…
DARIA: (cuts
him off)
See what I
mean with obnoxious.
ZANE:
You think
that is *obnoxious*? I haven't even started yet.
DARIA:
If you would
start now, the party is over for me.
ZANE:
So what? I
am an obnoxious artist, but an obnoxious artist, who know when it is time
to shut up.
DARIA:
Yeah, like
10 minutes ago.
Daria smirks,
while Zane glares at her.
EXT. THE VILLA
OF THE TAYLORS – ENTRANCE – NIGHT
They arrived
at Brittany's house and stop at the door.
ZANE:
How about
one last party tip?
DARIA:
Only when
it is a serious one.
ZANE:
It is a very
serious. Here we go:
Just because
people are cliquey and snotty is no reason not to like them.
DARIA:
Or hate them.
ZANE: (smiles)
You learn
fast young grasshopper. Okay: Breath in, chin up, nose up…
(Daria
does so)
… breast out.
(Daria
almost does so, but she halts and glares at the smirking Zane)
All right!
Let's party!
Zane presses the bell and Brittany answers the door.
BRITTANY:
Daria! I am
glad you made it… Zane! I thought I gave clear orders to the guard...
ZANE: (interrupts
her)
I just brought
back old distant saga. The legend of the lonely security guard and the
banana split incident.
BRITTANY:
Ewww stop
that old uncomfortable icky, yucky story!
(Brittany
notices that Daria is with Zane, she ask them in a suspicious tone)
Why you came
together?
DARIA:
Mere coincidence.
ZANE:
Not that we
are engaged.
Daria is embarrassed again.
BRITTANY:
Well come
on in Daria.
(Daria
walks in, but when Zane wants to follow, Brittany blocks his way.)
Zane you stay
out.
(He pinches
Brittany's arm.)
Oooooooooh!
(While
rubbing her arm, Zane slips in.)
INT. THE VILLA
OF THE TAYLORS – ENTRANCE – NIGHT
Inside
Zane runs away from Brittany, leaving her standing angry at the door.
BRITTANY:
Oooooh!
At the doorway,
Daria looks with mixed feeling at Zane. Meanwhile she doesn't notice that
Quinn had spotted her and consequently start to hide behind a huge ceramic
tiger.
END CHAPTER 2
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