EXT. PARKING LOT-DAVIS'S STATION WAGON. --- LATER
Joaquin sits on the bumper of the vehicle. Davis isn't there. He eyes the Chevy Suburban in the next spot over that is clad in Dead sticker and one Fairfield High School Mustangs sticker.
JOAQUIN
Fairfield people. Wonder who?
Joaquin sits on the bumper and waits. The crowd thins. The sun gets lower in the sky.
Davis pops out from in between the vehicles and taps Joaquin on the shoulder. Joaquin twists to see.
DAVIS
Hey Joaquin, what shaking buddy? Need a ticket?
Joaquin stands up and tugs on his collar.
JOAQUIN
Hey Davis. No, I just came by to see what was up and was supposed to meet Topher around here. You seen him?
DAVIS
Sure dude. He was over with the Jawehs. By their big black bus. Think they were handing out food.
Davis leans on the hood.
JOAQUIN
What's a Jahweh?
Davis rolls his neck.
DAVIS
The people with the black tour bus who seem cool but when you talk to them it obvious they're a cult.
JOAQUIN
They like Spinners?
DAVIS
Sort of but not really. The Spinners keep to themselves but the Jahwehs recruit. They like kids from rich families so they can get their cash.
JOAQUIN
That's sketchy.
DAVIS
Cult usually are.
JOAQUIN
Better go find Topher then.
DAVIS
I would. But hey, if you want to burn before the show. Come by.
JOAQUIN
Cool.
They shake hands and Joaquin takes off into the hippie masses.
Through the parking lot Joaquin searches and comes upon the black bus. It has open parking spaces around it as if there were an invisible barrier.
A fold-out table is set up with bowls of vegetarian food. Two men in their thirties sit behind it. Both have long straight hair to their waists. One is blonde. He is PAUL.
Joaquin walks up to the blonde guy.
JOAQUIN
Hi.
The man looks at Joaquin with fluttering eyes.
PAUL
YOU ARE READING
Long Strange Trip
General FictionA screenplay based on my adventures going on Grateful Dead tour as a 16 year old. Based on true events but none of it is real. Format is a bit odd since the system doesn't accept the proper screenplay layout. Reads more like an epic free verse poem...