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In the Eyes of a Neon Tetra
Part I      Part II      Part III

FADE IN:

INT. OFFICE - MORNING

J.C. STARR, 20, stands behind a desk in a run-down office. There is a long line-up of people. A sign reads "Claims Department." MRS. STAMFORD leans over the counter.

Mrs. Stamford (loud)
I already filed my claim. Why should I do it twice?

J.C.
It appears the original claim was misplaced.
I can't say exactly what happened....

Mrs. Stamford (interrupting)
It's just so stupid.

J.C.
It's in your best interests to fill in another form. Next!

A SKINNY MAN approaches the counter. He coughs and spit shoots out at J.C.

Skinny man
I gotta get on EI.

J.C.
Please fill in this form and our agents will
process it to see if you're eligible.

Skinny man
I need cash now.

He coughs and spits again. JC gives him a form.

J.C.
Next!

A VERY LARGE MAN steps up. In slow-motion, he reaches out his hand towards her shirt. J.C. steps back. His arm stretches closer. J.C. steps back further. The hand stretches closer. J.C. trips and knocks over a cup of coffee.

MRS OLIVE, her supervisor, looks up.

Mrs. Olive
It's not time for coffee yet, J.C.

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INT. BUS - 5 PM

On a packed bus, J.C. hangs onto a railing. A LITTLE BOY holds his MOTHER'S knee next to her. The SOUND of WATER is heard. J.C. looks down. The boy has peed on her shoe.

EXT. J.C.'S APARTMENT - MINUTES LATER

J.C. walks up the steps of a low-rise building. She passes ROLF THE ROCKER, an oversized Scandinavian. He is rifling through dot matrix computer printouts.

INT. J.C.'S LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME

JAMES LOCK lies on an old couch, watching fish in an aquarium. In the corner NINKA KERCHEV, J.C.'s grandmother, rocks in a rocking chair. The only decoration is a large poster of Siberia.

J.C. enters, holding her shoe. She dumps it in the garbage can.

J.C. (to Ninka)
Do anything exciting today, Granny?

Ninka keeps rocking.

J.C.
My day was a blast too.

She sinks into a chair.

James
Aren't you going to ask me about my day?

J.C.
Aaaaagh.

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James
Georgina ate Claude. I watched the whole procedure.

J.C.
Ugh.

James
Yes, it was a trifle gory. Still, when it comes down to it,
it's really just another manifestation of life's circularity.
(beat) Did you get me any report cards?

J.C. throws them at him.

James
How kind. I thank you.

J.C.
This time, don't fill them out two weeks ahead.

James
I was just being my honest self. I'm under no pretense of
looking for work. I welcome them to cut me off if life brings that.
I'm being supported for a higher purpose. Isn't that so, little fishies?

J.C.
If they ever find out I'm aiding and abetting...

James shrugs, watching the fish.

J.C.
That's right, eh Gran? Can't have me losing
my job or we'd all starve, wouldn't we?

James
Your Gran is gonna last forever. She's a human pickle.

J.C.
She probably understands you.

They look over at Ninka, still rocking in her rocking chair. Ninka lets out a fart.

top

J.C.
God, I'm starving...

She heads to the kitchen. The SOUND of CUPBOARDS OPENING AND CLOSING is heard.

James looks out the window.

EXT. STREET - SAME TIME

Rolf the Rocker strides down the street towards a phone booth. He pushes open the doors. One swings back in his face.

INT. KITCHEN - SAME TIME

J.C. rams carrots down a juicer. The NOISE is like an electric DRILL.

INT. LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME
James watches the fish from the couch.

James
Think I'll buy another Neon Tetra. Joshua
will be lonely now Claude is gone.

J.C. enters with a glass of carrot juice. She takes a big gulp.

James
Sometimes I feel like getting in there myself.

J.C. chokes on the juice.

James
You always do that to yourself. Didn't your mother
ever tell you it was bad to drink so fast?

J.C.
James, I only have fifteen minutes to drink
this before the vitamins die. So lay off.

James
Yes, but you still have thirteen minutes and twenty seconds left.

J.C.
How do you know, fishface? You don't even own a watch.

James
Yes, but I have a supreme understanding of
human actions in a spatial context. Plus, we
have Miss Metronome in the corner.

They both look over at Ninka, rocking in her chair.

top

J.C.
I've been thinking about buying a new couch. That
pattern's too close to something my mother might like.

James (whispering)
Not my couch....

He clutches it.

J.C.
In fact, I'm going to call United Furniture Warehouse right now.

James (whimpering)
Noooo.

J.C. goes over to the phone. Just as she reaches for it, it rings.

J.C. (answering)
Can I have a quote on a four-seater, newly upholstered,
fully-loaded, self-cleaning, triple-butted couch?

INT. PHONE BOOTH - SAME TIME

Rolf
It's me.

J.C.
Huh?

Rolf
Where do you get off buying a new couch?
Did you forget about your student loan?

J.C.
I, uh, I....

Rolf
You recognize me now! Your old friend
the debt collector…

He lets out a long laugh.

top

INT. LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME

The laugh echoes in the room.

INT. PHONE BOOTH - SAME TIME

Rolf starts gagging. He slams down the phone just before he throws up.

Rolf
God, I hate my job.

INT. LIVING ROOM - SAME TIME

J.C. (whispering)
It's him again. I think he's very, very angry....

James
He does have a point. One must resolve one's debts.

J.C. strokes Ninka's hand.

J.C.
Don't worry, Gran. I won't let us get evicted.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

The room glows with the light from the tank. Gran sleeps in her chair.

INT. JAMES' BEDROOM - NIGHT

James sleeps. His stereo plays underwater FISH SOUNDS.

INT. J.C.'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

J.C. lies awake in bed.

J.C.
One guppy, two guppy, three guppy, four...

She gets out of bed.

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INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT

J.C. stares in the bathroom mirror. She inspects her eyebrows. She tweezes a few hairs.

INT. KITCHEN - MOMENTS LATER

J.C. washes dishes.

INT. HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER

J.C. tidies the shoes.

INT. KITCHEN - MOMENTS LATER

J.C. sweeps the floor.

INT. BATHROOM - MOMENTS LATER

J.C. cleans the mirror. She notices an eyebrow hair. She begins tweezing.

INT. BATHROOM - DUSK

J.C. puts down her tweezers and heads to the kitchen table, where she falls asleep.

INT. KITCHEN - MORNING

James shakes J.C.

James
J.C., have you forgotten the government needs you?

J.C. lifts her head up. She has no eyebrows left.

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