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The blender GRINDS as Lester, still in his sweatpants, makes himself a high-protein shake. He's in excellent shape; even his posture has changed, and he moves with the confident, easy swagger of an athlete. Jane watches him blankly from the kitchen table. Carolyn enters. Lester leans against the counter, drinking his shake directly from the blender pitcher, eyeing her. He's got a newfound sexual energy that makes her uncomfortable, and he knows it. Carolyn quickly rinses off her coffee cup, avoiding his eyes, and starts out.
CAROLYN
Jane, hurry up. I've got a very
important appointment--
JANE
Mom, is it okay if Angela sleeps
over tonight?
Jane looks at Lester to see how he reacts. He doesn't.
CAROLYN
Well, of course, she's always
welcome.
(on her way out)
You know, I thought maybe you two
had a fight. I haven't seen her
around here in a while.
And she's gone. Jane continues staring at her father. Finally, he glances over at her.
LESTER
What?
JANE
(nervous)
I've been too embarrassed to bring
her over. Because of you, and the
way that you behave.
LESTER
What are you talking about? I've
barely even spoken to her.
JANE
(angry)
Dad! You stare at her all the time,
like you're drunk! It's disgusting!
LESTER
(angry himself)
You better watch yourself, Janie,
or you're going to turn into a real
bitch, just like your mother.
Jane is stunned. She quickly rises, trying to get out of the
ANGLE on Lester, and the immediate regret in his eyes.
LESTER (CONT'D)
(under his breath)
Fuck.