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Sheena and Mason are seated at a table at a late-night diner, full of a variety of people.
MAN ALONE IN BOOTH
The last death at the Hoover Dam
construction site was his son, Patrick
Tierny, who died on December 20th,
1935, exactly thirteen years to the
day.
Sheena notices a table of sorority girls and practically whispers to Mason.
SHEENA
See those sorority girls over there?
I've just decided, if you delete
your Facebook page, I'm pledging.
MASON
Yeah, in just a few years that's you
(Indicates Girls)
And that's gonna be me.
He subtly indicates the Man Alone guy, still sitting at his booth, giving a lecture of some kind, with data, etc.
MAN ALONE IN BOOTH
...Also inlaid into the terrazzo
floors was a star map, a celestial
map of heavenly bodies so accurately
displayed that one could chart the
procession of the Pole Star fourteen
thousand years into the future, such
that future generations upon...
(Continuing Indistinct Under)
SHEENA (O.S.)
I wonder what his deal is. I mean,
he obviously has money to eat here.
MASON (O.S.)
He just said. He's a UT professor,
tenure and everything.
SHEENA
Look at all these people. What are
they even doing here at 3:00 in the
morning?
MASON
What are WE even doing here at 3:00
in the morning?
SHEENA
We know what we're doing here.
She dips a chip into a bowl of queso.
SHEENA (CONT'D)
Queso. We have a purpose.
MASON
Hell yeah.
SHEENA
HELL yeah.
MASON
You know, by, like, next summer
this'll just be our lives.
SHEENA
Mm-hm.
MASON
Stayin' out all night and goin' to
shows... whatever we want.
SHEENA
We ever gonna go to class?
MASON
Sometimes.
SHEENA
When it feels right. When the
inspiration hits.
MASON
Only then.
A WAITRESS comes by their table.
WAITRESS
Anything else?
SHEENA
Uhhh... more queso?
MASON
(nodding)
Yeah.
WAITRESS
Mm-hm.
She leaves, and Mason just takes it all in.
MASON
Ah, Jesus.
SHEENA
What?
MASON
I don't know, doesn't it all seem a
little overwhelming? I mean, college?
I mean, I like the idea of being
away from home and gaining skills
and getting better at photography.
I just, I don't know, I'm not counting
on it being some big transformative
experience.
SHEENA
I don't think it's that
transformative. I just see it as
the next step.
MASON
But it's like a pre-ordained slot
that's already got your name and
number on it. I don't think it's
the key to my future. Cause, like,
I mean, look at my mom. She got her
degree, and got a pretty good job,
she can pay her bills...
SHEENA
Well, I like your mom.
MASON
Well, I like my mom, too. I just
mean, basically, she's still just as
fucking confused as I am.
Waitress drops off more queso.
SHEENA
(to Waitress)
Thank you.
MASON
Thanks.
Mason and Sheena dip chips into the bowl of queso.