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FADE IN:
INT. KITCHEN - THURSDAY EVENING (NIGHT ONE)
(ALAN, CHARLIE, JAKE)
CHARLIE AND JAKE ARE SITTING AT THE KITCHEN TABLE PINGING A
PAPER FOOTBALL BACK AND FORTH WITH CONSIDERABLE FOCUS. ALAN
ENTERS STRUGGLING WITH GROCERY BAGS
ALAN
A little help.
CHARLIE
(not looking up)
You’re almost there, Alan. Don’t give
up the fight. We’re rooting for you.
ALAN
(desperate)
Jake?!?
WITH THE BAGS ABOUT SLIDE OUT OF HIS HANDS, ALAN LURCHES TO
THE COUNTER AND HEAVES THE BAGS ONTO IT, IMMEDIATELY SHAKING
OUT A CRAMPED HAND AFTER THE DUMP.
ALAN (CONT’D)
Thanks. Thanks a lot.
JAKE LOOKS UP FOR THE FIRST TIME, UNAWARE OF WHAT HAPPENED.
JAKE
Hi dad.
CHARLIE KICKS A FIELD GOAL AND FOOTBALL SAILS OVER JAKE’S
HEAD AND HITS ALAN IN THE FACE.
ALAN
Okay then Jake, as your reward for
being such a helpful son, you get to
put away the groceries.
JAKE
What’d ya get?
JAKE GOES TO COUNTER AND PULLS A PLAIN LOOKING BOX OF CEREAL
FROM THE BAG.
JAKE (CONT’D)
Bran Wads?
JAKE DIGS FURTHER INTO BAG
JAKE (CONT’D)
Where’s the five pound bag of sugar
I’m supposed to dump on these?
ALAN
Sorry, Jake, a high-fiber, low-taste
breakfast is a Harper family
tradition. Our mom denied us sugary
cereals, and I’m afraid we must pass
this denial down to you.
DEFLATED, JAKE OPENS CUPBOARD AND PUTS AWAY CEREAL WITH
DISDAIN.
CHARLIE
Yeah, but at least we had her secret
stash.
ALAN
What secret stash?
CHARLIE
Of Cap’n Crunch. You didn’t know about
mom’s stash?
ALAN
What would mom want with Cap’n Crunch?
CHARLIE
Post-martini recovery.
ALAN
And this works how?
CHARLIE
Like the saying goes, “go to the moon
with Stoli, Jim and Remi, come back to
earth with the Cap'n.”
CHARLIE OPENS A REMOTE KITCHEN CUPBOARD AND PULLS OUT A BOX
OF COUNT CHOCULA.
CHARLIE (CONT’D)
Or in my case, The Count.
ALAN
And mom had this secret stash how
long?
CHARLIE
Sounds like someone has a new therapy
topic.
CHARLIE HANDS BOX TO JAKE, WHO ACTS AS THOUGH HE HAS JUST
RECEIVED THE HOLY GRAIL.
ALAN
Wonderful. Well Jake, welcome to the new improved Harpers. Now packed with
15% more dishonesty!
JAKE RIPS INTO THE BOX AND SHOVES HANDFULS IN HIS MOUTH.
JAKE
And one hundred percent better
breakfast.
CHARLIE
Technically, Alan, mom wasn’t lying.
ALAN
C'mon Charlie. I distinctly remember
her saying, every time we went to the
store, "I’m not buying you that crap."
ALAN GRABS THE CEREAL AWAY FROM JAKE.
CHARLIE
But she bought herself that crap, so
she wasn’t lying. She was omitting.
JAKE
What’s omitting?
ALAN SUCCUMBS TO THE LURE OF CEREAL AND GRABS A HANDFUL.
ALAN
Omitting means leaving something out.
Not telling the whole story. It’s like
“Lying Lite.”
CHARLIE
Not true, Alan. Mom saying “I’m not
buying that crap,” and then buying it
for herself would have been lying. Mom saying “I’m not buying that crap
for you” and then buying it for
herself was omission.
JAKE
I see. So it would be like if parent
teacher conferences were tomorrow and
I omitted saying you're suppose to
meet with Miss McKinnon at 3:45.
ALAN
Ok, well, that would be-
THERE IS A PAUSE.
ALAN (CONT’D)
That’s just an example, right, Jake?
JAKE KEEPS QUIET.
ALAN (CONT’D)
Jake?
JAKE
I’m omitting.
CHARLIE
No, that’s abstaining, Jake, but I
like the way you think.
ALAN
I can't do it tomorrow. I have the
Chiropractic Association convention.
You really should have told me, Jake.
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