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Andrew enters. Eyes his drums. Then -- he has a thought.
Pink (9/10/2013)
He pulls out his phone. Hesitates. Nervous -- but excited now. He dials. We hear ringing, he feels his heart thumping, he nods to himself, starts walking forward, breathes in, and then, after a few seconds --
Pink (9/10/2013)
NICOLE (O.S.)
Hello?
ANDREW
(pacing, stomach clenching, it’s been so long--)
Hey... It’s...it’s Andrew.
Silence on the other end. Then--
NICOLE (O.S.)
Oh. Hey.
ANDREW
I -- I just figured I’d call -- it’s been
forever, and I... I’m really sorry about
how I... I’m just so sorry... How I
acted... You know...
(a beat; she doesn’t respond; he sits down, trying to get the words out--)
And I -- I didn’t know if you knew -- I’m
playing JVC this weekend... Maybe you’d
like to come? We could grab pizza afterward
and complain about our schools again...
He chuckles. Then waits. Beat.
NICOLE (O.S.)
JV?
ANDREW
Uh -- no, JVC. It’s a jazz festival.
NICOLE (O.S.)
Oh. Yeah.
Another beat. Then--
NICOLE (O.S.) (CONT’D)
When is it?
ANDREW
It’s next Friday.
NICOLE (O.S.)
Ok... I don’t know, I’ll check with my
boyfriend.
Beat. WE CUT to a CLOSE-UP of Andrew as he takes this in. You can tell -- the word hits him hard.
Pink (9/10/2013)
ANDREW
...Got it.
(silence; then--)
Well... Cool. Maybe I’ll see you there.
NICOLE (O.S.)
Yeah, I’ll check. I don’t think he likes
jazz though. I’ll check.
ANDREW
Cool... Thanks.
Nicole hangs up. You can see it in Andrew’s eyes -- real disappointment. Real hurt. And surprise at how hurt he feels.
He eyes his drums again. Sits down at them --
-- and STARTS PRACTICING LIKE MAD. Pouring his anger, his hurt, into his playing.
The SOUNDS of FURIOUS DRUMMING build, continuing through the following--
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