Breakage By EAK

EXT. EAST HAMPTON RESIDENTIAL STREET - NIGHT OVER BLACK: The sound of a speeding vehicle approaching. SMASH CUT TO: A Mercedes SLK WHIZZES by camera, revealing: Quiet road between hedged properties. A certain stillness here, BUT IN THE DARK: Pockets of PEOPLE, moving down street. EXT. MANSION DRIVEWAY - SAME FROM AFAR: Well dressed YOUNG ADULTS (18-23) - loitering outside front door. More joining from driveway. The mansion doors open from inside; the group enters, handing money to an equally young BOUNCER. INT. STAIR HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER Were tracking behind the group moving downstairs. Darkness, punctuated by strobe lights leaking from below. It sounds like a party. Group gets to the bottom, stopping and staring -- CAMERA lagging behind. CAMERA SWIVELS TO REVEAL: INT. BASEMENT ARCADE/CLUB - SAME THIS ROOM IS PURE INSANITY. Massive basement. Zebra carpeting. Neon lighting. Retro arcade games. DOZENS of YOUNG PEOPLE in all states of hedonistic ecstasy. In the center of the room: A loose circle of people; some -shirtless, bloody. Others -- in suits. Through these people we see: a bare-knuckle fight taking place on bloodied plastic lining. Somethings just happened-the circle explodes in excitement! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS PLACE. (CONTINUED)

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ENTER SLOW MOTION MONTAGE THROUGH ROOM (CAMERA MOVEMENT LINKING SHOTS TOGETHER): Deranged faces of fight ONLOOKERS, fists rising up in excitement; some holding CASH. Two FIGHTERS struggling on the floor. A headlock. Blood dripping onto the plastic. A DIME BAG of COKE dumped onto a PAC-MAN machine. A DOLLAR BILL sucking it up, PAC-MAN chasing the disappearing line. TEENS on a two-person motorcycle racing game. One teen half-steering as a GIRL on his lap bites his ear. The other -- too involved in chugging a bottle of CHAMPAGNE. A COUPLE making out on an elongated bowling game. Faces obscured, hands disappearing under clothing. A TABLE of TEENS -- red cups tilting heads back, brown liquid spilling down faces. CAMERA MOVES TO: JASON FELDMAN, 21, sitting on a couch in the back center of the smokey room. On one side: a passed out PARTY-GOER, on the other, some DUDE clinking glasses with someone off-screen. CAMERA PUSHING IN ON FELDMAN: Sunken eyes with dark baggage. Is he zoning out -- or carefully taking in the scene? Liquid splashes onto Jasons face from the messy cheers!. He coldly wipes it off. A hand enters frame, tapping Jason on the shoulder. SMASH TO BLACK: TITLE: BREAKAGE INT. BASEMENT WINE CELLER - MOMENTS LATER FADE IN: A door. We hear a knock at it. DANIEL (O.S.) Come in. Marcus enters, leading Jason, who watches as SOMEONE exits past him, BROWN BAG in hand.

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Inside the room: folding chairs surround a centered circular table. On it: rubber-banded wads of cash & a bill-counting machine humming away. Also: white powder. AT THE TABLE: DANIEL GOODRICH, 21, messy haired, lit cigar in mouth, sits counting bills by hand. Next to him: a FRIEND who unloads and reloads the bill-counter. Other BROS, hang around the perimeter. EVERYONE is high on something. Its just as smokey in here as it is out there. DANIEL Jason, sit down! Help us count! Daniel is overly excited. Jason awkwardly pulls up a chair. JASON Whats the take? DANIEL (amused) A lot. JASON More than usual? DANIEL Have you fucking been out there man!? Daniel is clearly coked out -- at least. Jason picks up a stack and pretends to count. DANIEL (CONT) (to anyone) Can someone get us some booze? And some girls? (to Jason) This is fucking unreal. Someone leaves. JASON Good way to end the run, eh? DANIEL (ashing the cigar, unfocused) Yeah. Thats actually why I wanted to talk to you. We cant end the run.

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CONTINUED: JASON Somehow I knew youd say that. Daniel gives Jason his full attention. Beat. DANIEL Let me show you something.

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Daniel goes to a previously unseen SAFE. He quickly opens it. DANIEL (CONT) Do you see this money? JASON Yeah. DANIEL Its only 1AM, and were double where we were same time last week! JASON DanielDANIEL How do you not see this!? JASON Last summer, this was just a card game... DANIEL Dude - this isnt last summer. This isnt close to last summer. Wheres your imagination? JASON So youre going back on your word? DANIEL What choice do I have. JASON Youre a shit, you know that? Daniel nods. The nerve of this fucker. Suddenly, the door flies open. ERIC, partygoer, drunk, spills in along with the noise from the party. ERIC Dude, you gotta get the fuck out here. Gordon is about to take on some random ass first timer! (CONTINUED)

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A BRO quickly moves to help Eric out the door. ERIC (as the door closes) Marcus, give me 3K on Gordon! SLAM. FROM THE BACK: BRO #1 He said 3K, right? BRO #2 (marking in clipboard) Yeah. Beat. DANIEL (to Jason) Lets talk outside. The bill-counter resumes spurring. EXT. MANSION BACKYARD - NIGHT Crickets. House flood lights. A pool and guesthouse stretch into the background. Daniel & Jason walk across the grass lawn. DANIEL What happened to you? JASON To me? DANIEL Im asking -- best friend to best friend -- when did you become such a pussy? Jason stops. JASON This is the end, Daniel. After tonight, were done, I dont ever want to see you again.

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DANIEL Youre a bitch. JASON Youre a bitch! BAM. Jason is punched hard in the face. Hes down, struggling. Daniel goes to his ear. DANIEL No, you dont get it. Youre my bitch. Always have been. SUDDENLY, a door flies open at the house. MARCUS (out of breath) Yo! We got a fuckin problem! INT. BASEMENT ARCADE/CLUB - MOMENTS LATER Daniel slams to a halt at the bottom of the staircase, STUNNED. The silence is deafening. Everything has changed. Terrified GUESTS stare in his direction. A massive clearing in the center of the room: A body, on the plastic. Not moving. Daniel goes over, all eyes on him. CHRIS, 20, lays convulsing on the plastic. Mouth foaming. Daniel looks up, wild. DANIEL What happened? Jason appears at the bottom of the staircase, nose bleeding. DANIEL (to anyone) What the fuck happened? Daniel faces Marcus. MARCUS (stumbling) He just fell in... Jason is at the body, checking for life signs. Chris is coughing up foam.

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JASON (to the room) Does anyone know who this is? Painful silence. Jason moves his gaze back to Daniel. INT. BASEMENT BACK KITCHEN - MOMENTS LATER SMASH. PLATES, CUPS, SILVERWARE, quickly dashed from a table onto the floor. Chris is sat up on the table. Jason & Daniel at his arms. Marcus comes through a door. JASON Get some water over here. Chris is coughing, his eyes are closed. Marcus hands water to Jason who tries pouring into Chriss mouth with messy results. DANIEL (to Marcus) Tell everyone hes okay. The party will continue. MARCUS ButDANIEL Make it happen! Daniel watches Marcus disappear. Jason is feeling for a pulse. JASON We have to take him to a hospital, right now. DANIEL Lay him down. JASON Get your car, wellDANIEL Jason! He has to stay here. You know that right? JASON He needs help!

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DANIEL Look at me. Lay him down. Give him water. Hes going to be fine. Its a drug reaction -- Ive seen this a thousand times.