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1.6 YEAH, THE DERANGED MILLIONAIRE

PUNK KIDS

HE HAD A NAME

HE HAD AN UNLIKELY NAME

FIRST PUNK KID

YEAH, THE DERANGED MILLIONAIRE

THE DERANGED MILLIONAIRE

(LIGHTS up and CURTAIN to reveal a tired industrial neighborhood near the river. Whatever renaissance may have swept Staten Island over the last decade or so, it hasn't made it this far. Graffitti, debris, old cars, scaffolding, boarded-up windows. A few PASSERS-BY traverse the scene, avoiding eye contact and looking as bleak as their surroundings.

We see a small group of PUNK KIDS lounging on the front steps of a boarded-up industrial building. They are simultaneously both bored and on edge - both standing guard and waiting for someone to arrive. Several of them are holding baseball bats and other improvised implements of hand-to-hand mayhem.

DORIS and JOHN appear, walking carefully along the sidewalk, approaching the PUNK KIDS's corner and trying to remain inconspicuous. JOHN is holding a cell phone up to his ear.)

SECOND PUNK KID

HE LIVED IN A SECRET LOCATION

BURNING MONEY ALL DAY

THIRD PUNK KID

AND PEOPLE FROM MILES AROUND WERE MILES AWAY

PUNK KIDS

HE HAD A NAME

HE HAD AN UNLIKELY NAME

FOURTH PUNK KID

YES, THE DERANGED MILLIONAIRE

THE DERANGED MILLIONAIRE

FIRST PUNK KID

GOLD IS DIAMOND-ENCRUSTED

AND DIAMONDS ARE COVERED IN GOLD

SECOND PUNK KID

HE LOST A LOT OF MONEY BETTING ON THE GENOME OF BATS

THIRD PUNK KID

WITH ECHOLOCATION, YOU'VE ALWAYS GOTTA GO WITH THE BATS

PUNK KIDS

HE HAD A NAME

HE HAD AN UNLIKELY NAME

(PUNK KIDS all strike an anticipatory pose, expecting SKETCHY GALORE to appear. SKETCHY GALORE does not appear, so after a beat or two:)

HE HAD A NAME

HE HAD AN UNLIKELY NAME

(PUNK KIDS remain awkwardly in their frozen position, although their collective enthusiasm begins to sag over the course of the ensuing dialogue.)

JOHN

(On phone)

...No, Mr. Cunningham, entirely on foot. ...Yeah. Uh-huh... Well, I called my sister, and she's going to come pick us up.

(Listens, and then looks around)

I don't know... buildings, and cars, and people, and...

DORIS

There they are.

(Her stance takes on that of a lioness stalking a gazelle as she covers the remaining distance to the doorway. JOHN remains where he stands, looking nervous and confused. None of the PUNK KIDS notice DORIS.

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