My So-Called Life - Episode 3

Guns and Gossip

Transcribed by Pete Stevens

 1..3 ''Guns and Gossip''
 Written by Justin Tanner 
 Directed by Marshall Herskovitz
 Transcribed by Pete Stevens(
 Angela: Angela Chase, fifteen year old high school
 Patty: Patty Chase, Angela's mom
 Graham: Graham Chase, Angela's dad
 Danielle: Danielle Chase, Angela's ten year old sister
 Rayanne: Rayanne Graff, Angela's best friend
 Amber: Amber Vallone, Rayanne's mom
 Brian: Brian Krakow,  Angela's fellow student and next
               door neighbor
 Rickie: Rickie Vasquez, Rayanne and Angela's friend and
 Mr.  Foster: School principal 
 Jordan: Jordan Catalano, Angela's classmate and love
 Sharon: Sharon Cherski, Angela's classmate and former
              best friend
 Gina: Friend and classmate of Sharon
 Man1: Irate parent of one of the students
 Women1: Irate parent of one of the students
 Boy1: Classmate of Angela's in gym class
 Boy2: Classmate of Angela's who picks on Rickie
 Boy3: Claassmate of Angela's who picks on Rickie
 Mr. Demitri: Angela's social studies teacher
 Ms Krzyzanowski: Guidance councelor 
 Crystal: Classmate of Angela's; owner of the 'tragically
            shot'  soda 
  Gir11: Friend of Sharon in the girl's room
  [Mr. Demitri's social studies class.  A video of President
  Kennedy's inaugural speech is playing on the television
  the class is watching.  Rayanne, Angela, and Brian are
  there.  A note is being passed around.] 
  Angela(voice over): Grownups like to tell you where they
            were when President Kennedy was shot which
            they all know to the exact second.__Which makes
           me almost jealous.  Like I should have something
            important enough to know where I was when it
            happened.  I don't yet.__The fact that it was a
            better time then.  When people knew what they
            were supposed to do.  And how to make the world
            better.  Now, nobody knows anything.  We know
            who is popular.  That social studies is boring.  Or
            that Brian always has stomach trouble.  
  [Brain gets up and goes to the bathroom.]
  Mr Demitri:  Hurry back.
  Angela(voice over):  But nobody knows anything
  [In the hallway, before entering the bathroom, Brian sees
  Rickie struggling over a cigar box with someone unseen.  
  Back in the classroom the note is being passed around.]
  Angela(voice over):  Instead of changing the world
            people sit in class and write notes about other
  [Rayanne reads the note, tries to stop from laughing, then
  passes it to Angela.  A gun shot is heard.  
  Brian comes out of the bathroom.  He sees Rickie and an
  unknown person running away.  There's a bullet hole in
  one locker with soda pouring out of it, and a gun and
  cigar box the floor.  The students start coming out of the
  classrooms.  A crowd gathers around Brian.] 
  Crystal: Is that my soda?
  Mr. Demitri[pushing through the crowd]: Get back.  Get
            back.  Get back.  Get back.  Stay back.  Be
            quiet__(to Brian) Did you see who it was?__ Did
  [Angela leaves the class room as she reads the note:
  Angela and Jordan Catalano 
  ...Can you believe her?]
  [In a loud, crowded Girl's room, Angela and Rayanne
  enter.  Angela pushes her way through.]
  Crystal: My God, I can not believe this.  That is like the
            weirdest  thing that ever happened at this school. 
            Ever. Ok, I mean just think about who if we all
            weren't in our class   rooms  just minding our own
            business. And look. By  what.  I could have-I
            could have been right at that spot.  I was there like
            ten minutes earlier. I mean--
  Rayanne: What is the big deal? I mean it's not like
            anybody even got a flesh wound.  A bottle of soda
            was shot tragically. [She shrugs]
  Crystal: Well, I don't want our school to have a
  Rayanne: You mean like yours?
  [Rayanne pushes her way to the mirror.] 
  Rayanne: Everyone knows there are, like, fifty guns in
            school at any given moment.  And the fact that they
            haven't gone off before shows you what a totally
            safe place this is__(to the whole room) Give it a
            rest. [ Rayanne pushes her way to Angela standing
            by the wall]  Geez__Excuse me__Excuse me. (To
            Angela) Nobodies going to get shot I promise you.
            [Realizes Angela is thinking of the note]__Oh.  
  Angela: Who would write a note like that?
  Rayanne: Everybody writes notes like that.  We write
            notes like that.
  Angela: Yeah, but we write notes that are true.
  Rayanne(sarcastically): You mean this isn't true?
  Angela: Rayanne__We barely made out. You haven't
            been  telling people--
  Rayanne: Oh, Angela, come on. [Spots Rickie] Hey  
  Rickie (to Angela) I wouldn't blab about your
            personal life. I promise you.
  [Rickie pushes his way to them.  One girl looks at him
  Rickie(to the girl):  What are you looking at?
  [Rayanne kisses Rickie] 
  Rayanne: What happened to your shirt?
  Rickie: Oh nothing.  I just caught it on the fence outside. 
            So, do you believe all this?
  Rayanne: Did you see anything?
  Rickie: Oh, no.  I-I was in English.
  Rayanne(to Angela smiling): Maybe I should get a gun.
            (To the crowd) BAM BAM__(to Rickie)What do
            you mean you were in English.  You were
            supposed to be in social studies.
  Rickie: Ah, what's the difference. (To Angela) So, what's
            this I hear about you and Jordan?
  Angela[pressing her head against the wall]: I can't believe
  Rayanne(sarcastically): You know they had sex.
  Angela: Rayanne.
  Rickie[smiling]: That's what I heard.
  Angela: You heard it to?  Oh, God, just shot me.
  Rayanne(sarcastically): We could probably arrange that.
  Rickie[laughing]: You mean you didn't have sex?
  Rayanne[She pulls Angela close to her and strokes her
            hair]: Angela, come on. Come here. You got to
            start thinking of this as a positive thing. I mean,
            this could help you get to the next level with
            Jordan__ok, did he at least think you were a good
  Angela: I don't know.
  Rickie: Well, did you like the way he kissed?
  Angela: They weren't the kind of kisses you could
            actually evaluate.  They were__ *introductory*
  Rayanne:You should have just had sex with him.
  [In  Angela's dinning room,  Angela, Danielle, Graham,
  and Patty are sitting down to dinner.]
  Patty(upset): Where were you when the gun went off?
  Angela: Mom, it wasn't anywhere near us.  We barely
            heard it.
  Patty[dishing out food]: We have to worry about our kids
            being shot in school.  How did it come to this. 
            This is horrible.  This is a disgrace to all of us--         
  Danielle: That's too much.
  Patty[passing a plate to Graham]: I'm sorry honey.__I'm,
            you know, I'm going to say it in this meeting
            tonight. I am. I mean it.  We have to draw the line
            somewhere.  We just can't keep excepting the total
  Angela: The only thing that was shot was a bottle of soda.
  Patty: You know, I don't even know if you should go
            there alone anymore.  Maybe we should drop you
            off every morning.
  Angela: Dad.
  Graham(to Patty): Honey, the gun was in the school.  We
            can't be with her all day. 
  Angela: We are not going to change our entire lives over
            this. There was one stupid gun shot.  You are not
            dropping me at school. Gawd.  I'm not an eight
            years old.
  Danielle: At my school this kid slipped on this wet spot. 
            And  fell. Like on his face.
  [In the Angela's kitchen after dinner where Graham and
  Patty are cleaning up].
  Patty: Maybe we should take her out of school.
  Graham: Honey.
  Patty: Put her in private school.  
  Graham: Well, I wish we could afford that.
  Patty: Well, maybe that's not an excuse.  Maybe we
            should sacrifice other things.  
  Graham: Like the house in Palm Beach.
  [Graham kisses Patty on the cheek.]
  Patty(exasperated): This is our daughter we're talking
  Graham: I know__Listen, I don't know why the world's
            gone  crazy, and I don't know what to do about it. 
            I wish__we could keep them__in some kind of
            bubble but I know we can't.
  Patty: I'm not asking for a bubble.  How about just a place 
            where they could live, and walk to school, and
            become grownups without having to worry about
            guns and AIDS and serial murderers.  That didn't
            use to be exotic.  That wasn't the province of the
            rich.   We all had that.  Why can't they have that?
  Graham:__I don't know.
  [In the school gymnasium.  Angela and Rayanne stand by
  the door watching boys basketball drills.  One boy looks
  at Angela too intently.]
  Angela: There, did you see that?
  Rayanne: Hu? what.
  Angela: That guy.  People are looking at me.
  Rayanne[smiling]: That's good.
  Angela:  They're *looking* at me.
  Rayanne: Oh, they're *looking* at you.
  [Boy1 passes by Angela.]
  Boy1: Hi.
  Angela: Hi.
  [The boy leaves, and Angela and Rayanne begin to
  Angela: You see.  Now what was that about?
  Rayanne: He said hi?
  Angela: That was not hi.
  Rayanne: That was hi.
  Angela: That was a *different* hi.
  Rayanne: That was a he wants to get to know you hi.
  Angela: From someone who never talks to me has never
            talked me and would never talk to me.
  Rayanne: Except now he thinks you put out so he talks to
            you. [Laughs] See, I told you that note was good.
  Angela: Rayanne.
  [Rayanne and Angela spot Jordan.]
  Rayanne: Maybe Jordan started the rumor.
  Angela: Please, don't be ridiculous.
  Rayanne: It's a very guy thing to do.
  [In the crowded school hallway afterward  Rayanne
  chases down Jordan.]
  Rayanne: Hey Catalano.
  Jordan: Hey.
  Rayanne: So, ah, what about this gun thing, hu?  Hate to
            be that soda bottle.  Splat.
  [Angela walks into the hallway and sees police searching
  lockers, and Rickie being bullied by two guys on the
  stairs, and Rayanne and Jordan talking. She leaves in the
  other direction.]
  Rayanne: So, do you know what everyone is saying?
  Jordan: What?
  Rayanne: Oh, about you and Angela.  How you guys had
  Jordan: Who?
  Rayanne: You and Angela.
  Jordan: No. Who's saying that?
  Rayanne: I don't know. People.  I mean. She told me the
            truth, of course.
  Jordan: What truth?
  Rayanne: How far you guys went, you know.
  Jordan: Well. Yeah. Cause nothing happened.
  Rayanne[as Jordan walks away from her]: Right, so how
            come it's all over school.  I mean,  you're not
            talking it up like some low-life derelict cretin telling
            everyone you did her are you?
  [Jordan shakes his head no and walks away.]
  Rayanne[smiling]: Just checking.
  [Brian is at his locker.  Sharon and Gina come up to
  Sharon: Hi Brian.
  Brian: Hi.
  Sharon: Oh, um, this is Gina.
  Gina: Hey.
  Brian: Right. Hi.
  Sharon: Brian saw the entire thing.
  Gina: I heard you, liked, chased the gunmen.
  Brian: Chased the gunmen?
  Gina: I would have just screamed.  I have to leave the
            room when my father uses the electric knife.
  Brian: Well, I think chase is a little bit strong, but, I mean
            I was going to check out the situation, because you
            know if there's a gun--
  [Principle Foster comes up from behind Brian and puts
  his hand on his shoulder.]
  Brian: Mr. Foster
  Mr. Foster: My man Mr Krakow.  Are you still getting all
            those A's?
  Brain: Yes sir.
  Mr. Foster: That's real good Mr. Krakow. I want you to
            come to my office for a few minutes.  I need to ask
            you about a few things.  
  Brian: Oh, ah, well, actually I have a class, and ah--
  Mr. Foster: You're excused from you next class, Mr
  Brian: Oh really.
  Mr. Foster[walking away]: Uh hu.
  Brian: Great.  I mean, of course.
  [Brian follows Mr. Foster.  Angela enters the hallway and
  sees Sharon and Gina whispering about her.]
  [In Mr. Foster's office, Mr. Foster is there with Brian.] 
  Mr. Foster[looking at Brian's record]: Man these are some
            grades.  You always gotten grades like this?
  Brian: Yes sir.
  Mr. Foster: We need more kids in our school like you,
            Brian.  All the schools need more kids like you.  
  Brian: Oh.
  Mr. Foster: You're on a valedictorian path,  Mr Krakow. 
            All your teachers give you an unqualified thumb's
  [Mr. Foster gives Brian the thumb's up sign, and Brian
  does the same in response.  Mr. Foster begins pacing
  around the office.]
  Mr. Foster:____So.  What happened yesterday?
  Brian: Well, I told Mr. Higgins--
  Mr. Foster: Yeah, I know.  But I'd like to hear it from
  Brian: Right.  Well, I was leaving the bathroom and I
            heard a shot--
  Mr. Foster: And you were in the bathroom because?
  Brian: Because? I, ah, had to go to the bathroom--
  Mr. Foster: Which one?
  Brian: The one by the--
  Mr. Foster: No, I meant what kind? ___How long were
            you in the bathroom?
  Brian: Well, I didn't actually go.  I mean.  Well, I had a
            stomach ache but I didn't actually go.
  Mr. Foster: Because? ___Because you heard something in
            the hallway.  
  Brian: I-I heard like a scuffle, but I didn't see anyone
            when I came out.
  Mr. Foster: You heard a scuffle loud enough to prevent
            you  from taking nature's call but you didn't see
  Brian: No sir.
  Mr. Foster: Brian, I don't think I have to tell you this is a
            serious criminal act were talking about here.
  Brian: Yes sir.
  Mr. Foster: I'd hate to hear you were protecting someone. 
            With  your unblemished record and all.  
  Brian: I'm not protecting anyone.
  [In the hallway outside Mr. Foster's office, Brian comes
  out of the door.  He spots Rickie waiting.  They eye each
  other, and Brian walks away]
  [In  a large school class room, in the evening, Mr. Foster
  presides over a crowd of noisy adults.  Amber is in the
  crowd. Patty enters the room.]
  Mr. Foster: Ladies and gentlemen.  Ladies and gentlemen,
            please may I have your undivided attention for
            moment.  Please may I have your attention.  Your
            undivided attention. [The crowd settles down]
            Thank you.  I just wanted to let you know some of
            the things we have been working on  to ensure a
            safe environment here at Liberty.  We will not    
            tolerate violence in our schools.  We will not
            except it, and we will not live with it.  But all the
            safety measures in the world won't work unless I
            have the cooperation of you.  All of you...
  Amber(to the person next to her): Yeah.  The people who
            come to these meetings are the people who let their
            kids have guns.
  Man1: But are you getting the guns out of school.  That's
            the only question that's important here.
  Mr. Foster: We're going-we're going to open this up for
            your comments in just one moment, but please--
  Woman1: My daughter has been in tears for thirty-six
            hours.  We are not going to live with this kind of
            terror in our schools.
  Mr. Foster: Friends. One moment please.  We're going to
            get nowhere fast if each and every one of us talks
            out of turn.   Now, as I was saying to your point
            Madam, Ms Krzyzanowski here is going to provide
            special counseling for any student who has a
            problem coping with the incident...
  Amber(to the person next to her): Oh that *is* good.  Put
            the kids in therapy so they can adjust to being     
  Mr. Foster: We can hear what everybody has to say if we
            could just say it one at a time.
  Amber[waving her hand]: Excuse me, Mr. Principle--
  Mr. Foster: What would really help if you would just say
            your name and the name of your child.
  Amber: My name is Amber Vallone and I have a daughter
            Rayanne Graff who I leave in your capable hands   
            everyday, and what I'd like to know is, while
            you're bring in counselors, and being all upset,
            should I just send my daughter to school in a bullet
            prove vest  every day[shouts as the crowd
            respones to her comments] or are you actually
            going to do something about the guns in our
            school.  It's not the lack of economic opportunity
            or the poor home lives, or the lack of values.  But
            the guns.  You know the things that shoot.  Are
            you going to get that gun out of our school?
  [Outside the school with the meeting letting out,  Patty
  and Amber walk down some steps.]
  Patty:  Hey, you know, I really liked what you said in
  Amber[laughing]: Oh God.
  Patty: I wish I could be that--
  Amber: What? Loud?  Obnoxious?
  Patty[laughing]: Forceful___I'm Patty Chase.
  Amber: Hi.
  Patty: Angela's mom?
  Amber: Ah, wow. *Angela*.  Oh, Rayanne talks about
            her all  the time.  She's in love with her.  She wants
            to be Angela. 
  Patty: Really.  Gosh they-they seem so different
  Amber: Oh, you know kids.  They find one person and
            they just can't get enough of them.  Like being in
            love only they re not allowed to have sex.
  Patty[laughing]: Right.
  [Amber sits on a wall and lights a cigarette.]
  Amber: No, don't you remember there would be like this
            one person who had like perfect hair,  or perfect
            breasts, or they were just so funny, and-and you
            just wanted to eat them up.  Just-just live in their
            bed.  Just be them. Like everybody else was in
            black and white and that person was in color. 
            Well, Rayanne thinks Angela is in color.  Major
  Patty:  Thanks. So, um, how is Rayanne handling this
  Amber: Oh she's great.  I'm the basket case. 
  Patty: Angela's just the same.
  Amber: Who's going to shoot me with this bod, Mom,
            she says.  Ah, they think they're immortal.  And
            they have other things on their minds.
  [Amber screams with delight, jumps off the wall, and
  grabs Patty.]
  Amber: Speaking of  which Jordan is unbelievable.  Your
            daughter has complete taste. 
  Patty: Ex-excuse me?
  Amber: Rayanne showed me his picture in the yearbook. 
            If I were Angela  running around with him, I
            wouldn't give a damn about guns in the school
  Patty: So-so you think  that_Jordan has gotten in the
            way_for _Angela--
  Amber: Ooooh, and she was so obsessed with him all that
            time and now, wham bam it's actually happening. 
            But we know what that 's like right? Young love.
            Or lust.  What's' the difference.
  Patty[laughing nervously]: Wham bam.
  Amber: Yeah.
  Patty: Jordan.
  Amber: Mmmmm.  
  [In  Angela's kitchen.  Patty and Graham are there. 
  Graham is working over the stove.]
  Patty: I could have died.  I did die.  I mean, this women
            knows and I don t know.  She's not even a
            women.  She's like this forty year old *girl*. 
            She's gorgeous.  And she's telling me about my
            daughter's sex life, which, apparently she now has,
            and I don't even know about it.
  Graham: Patty, kid's talk__Now, the girl talked to her
            mother.  We don't know that it's true.  
  Patty:  These things are always true.  Of course it's true. 
  Graham[giving her a spoon full of food]:  Here.  Taste
  Patty: I couldn't taste anything_Guns are going off in
            school. Angela's sleeping with someone.
  Graham: You don't know that.  How is it?     
  Patty:  You know, and even if she isn't, which I pray is
            true, she obviously has some sort of secret life
            completely apart from us-this is wonderful.
  Graham:  Cellantro.
  Patty: So, what do we do? Do we confront her?
  Graham[laughing]: Oh God, no. Geez,  I-I don t want to
            know if it's true.
  Patty: What sort of attitude are we supposed to have.  Are
            we suppose to have an attitude.  I already have an
            attitude.  But it maybe my mother's  attitude.  I
            don't want to get hysterical about this.  Why not? 
            Why shouldn t I be hysterical? She's fif-teen.  I
            should be hysterical. 
  Angela[coming into the kitchen]: Danielle, if you have on
            my sweats I'm going to kill you ?  Do you
            understand me?__(to Graham)Can I taste whatever
            it is?
  Graham[giving her some]: Sure.
  Angela: Mmmmm, Cellantro, I love that.
  Graham: Very  good.  You know I thought with the
            tomato it would sharpen it a bit--
  Angela: Mmm, I think it's great.  Is that the feulo stuff?
  Graham: Uh hu.
  Patty: Honey?  Who's Jordan?
  Angela: __No one.__You mean Jordan Catalano?
  Patty: Is that his last name?
  Angela: I don't know.  You brought it up.
  Patty: I met Rayanne's mom tonight, and she was all
            excited about your new boyfriend, Jordan.
  Angela: Boyfriend. That's a laugh.
  Patty: So, he's not your boyfriend?
  Angela[going to the refrigerator]: Mom,  I barely know
            this person.  I don't know that I want to know this
  Patty: Well, then_you haven't__
  Angela[coming close to Patty]:  What did you
            hear?__What did   she tell you?
  Patty: Nothing.  She didn't tell me anything. 
  Angela: Did she say I was sleeping with Jordan Catalano?
  Patty: No. I mean, no, of course not.  No one said that.  It
            just__Well ,I mean, well I just wondered--
  Angela: She did.__I can't believe this.  I can't believe
            this. [As she leaves the kitchen] I hate_everyone.
  [In a crowded hallway of Angela's high school,  Angela
  and Rayanne are walking together.]
  Rayanne: Well, obviously I told my mother.  But all I said
            was you were hot for him.
  Angela: Well, why did you even tell her that?  Now, my
            mother thinks we slept together.
  Rayanne: Well, ok.  Do you want my mother to call your
            mother and tell her you didn't sleep together?
  [Angela screams in frustration and walks away.]
  Rayanne: Well, I could do that.
  [In the hallway two boys approach Rickie.]
  Boy3: Hi, honey.
  Boy2: Hey, fag.
  Rickie: Go to hell.
  Boy2: Maybe  later.  I have something for ya.
  Boy3: Is that perfume I smell?
  Rickie: You know your boring don't you.
  [Rayanne pushes between the boys and stands by Rickie's
  Rayanne: Turd head . You need something?
  Boy3: Yo, Graff.  Why don't you come driving with us
  Rayanne: That would be exciting.  If I were in a coma.
  Boy2: You'll be excited._ Later.
  [The boys walk away.]
  Rickie: You know I could have handled that.
  Rayanne[patting his chest]: Yeah.  You're doing great.

  [In  Angela's social studies class.  Brian, Angela, Rickie,
  Gina and Rayanne are there.]
  Mr. Demitri: No, no. I'm asking a particular question.  Is
            it fair?
  Brian: What does fair have to do with it?
  [Gina smiles at Brian. One boy gives a knowing smile to
  Mr. Demitri: Fair has to do with what?__Anybody?__Fair
            has to do with the right to come to school, and be
            able to do your work, and not be terrified.  Not
            have your heart beating fast.  Not jump every time
            there is a loud noise.  The right to come in and be
            left alone. No?
  Rickie: Yeah, well maybe not everybody's  left alone
  Mr. Demitri: Meaning what?
  [The boy writes a note and passes it down.]
  Rickie: You don't know what goes on around here ok?
            Maybe some people have guns for like to protect
            yourself.  Maybe some people who have guns are
            like victims too.  And they're like forced to carry. 
            You think kids with guns are like gangsters or
  Mr. Demitri:  What.  Your saying if someone is threatened
            it's ok for them to carry a gun in school ?  You
            don't think the school authorities can protect
  [Gina passes the note to Angela.]
  Rickie: Man, you *don't* know  what goes on around
            here.   Yes.  If  I was__say I was threatened -and
            I'm not saying that I am__I'd be packing in no
            time.  No time at all.
  Mr. Demitri: Well. That's very clearly stated.  So, what do
            the rest of you think about what he just said? 
            Should people take the law into their own hands
            like that?  I mean, is that the answer? Does that
            solve anything?  Anyone?[Angela reads the note,
            looks upset, and walks out]  Angela__Angela?
  [In  the guidance counselor's office with  Crystal and Ms
  Krzyzanowski, the guidance counselor.]
  Crystal: And right before the gun went off, I was thinking
            about how much I wanted that soda.  Is that weird? 
            Like, why did I leave it there in the first place . 
            And what if I had gotten up to go get it right at that
            moment.  Oh, my God.  I think I better change my
  [In the guidance counselor's office with Rayanne and Ms
  Krzyzanowski, the guidance counselor.] 
  Rayanne(feigning anguish):  Like what happens when
            you don't sleep.  Like I haven't slept since it
            happened and keeps coming back to me, like, just
            keeps coming back-what was that?[pretends to be
            startled by a faint noise] _I just keep going over
            and over in my mind.  Like all my friends and they
            go by the locker all the time, and it's just, not even
            me.  It's just if someone just had been going by
            there, and_gotten  shot.
  Ms. Krzyzanowski: It's hard isn't it.
  Rayanne[wiping away tears]: You don't think  I could
            get__ a few days off do you?
  [In Mr. Foster's office, Brian is there with Mr. Foster and
  two policemen.]
  Mr. Foster: Your here again because I wanted to hear
            your story and Detective Martinson wanted to hear
            it too. 
  Brian:  I really don't have anything else to tell.  
  Mr. Foster:  Mr. Krakow, can I tell you something?  This
            is a good school.  We want to keep it a good
            school.  Do you know what I mean?
  Brian: Yes sir.
  Mr. Foster: No, you don't, son.  You see I've got these
            officers here, and the school board and the
            newspapers and the television and a whole lot of
            nasty, angry parents.  They all want to know
            something about what happened.  And you're the
            person who knows that something.  Right now you
            are standing between me and my ability to keep this
            good school and I don't like that, son.   
            I don't like it when people do things to my school. 
            You get my meaning?  So, why don't you tell us
            what was the noise caused you to come out of the
  [In the hallway, Brian leaves Mr. Foster's office and
  walks down the hallway.  Rayanne catches up to him.]
  Rayanne: Hey, Brian.  How are you doing?
  Brian: You actually know my name.
  Rayanne: Of course I know your name.  How  they
            treatin' you  Bri?  Baseball bats?  Electrodes
            attached to various parts of your anatomy? 
  Brian[walking away from her]: Excuse me.  I have a
  Rayanne:  Just remember what happens to snitches.
  [Brian meets up with Sharon]
  Sharon:  Hey, Brian.  Are you ok?
  Brian: Yeah, sure.
  Sharon:  I'm really sorry you're the person that has to deal
            with this.  
  Brian: It's no problem.
  Sharon: Cause you know, if you saw something, like
            somebody really had a gun, then you should tell
            them.  Because if you don't then you would be like
            part of it.  And  people are really scared, Brian.  So,
            you should tell them if you anything.  You
            shouldn't_feel bad about that because , people will
            thank you.
  [Sharon walks away.  Brian meets Gina.]
  Gina[smiling]:  Hi Brian.
  Brian: What?
  Gina: You know I was thinking,  this whole thing with
            the gun and all would really make an important
            article for the paper.  So, I was thinking that you
            and I should do an interview sometime.  You
            know,  just to let people know what really
            happened.  Maybe sometime after school. What do
            you think?  
  Brian:  What?
  Gina[walking away]: See you later.
  [Brian detects interest in him from Gina, and turns and
  they look at each other as she walks away.]
  [In the guidance counselor's office with Brian and Ms
  Krzyzanowski, the guidance counselor.]     
  Brian: Has the threat of violence changed the quality of
            my life at school?  No, not really.  What do you
  [In the guidance counselor's office with Angela and Ms
  Krzyzanowski, the guidance counselor.] 
  Angela(agitated):  I just don't see the point in talking
            about it.  
  Ms. Krzyzanowski:  Sometimes talking itself makes
            people feel better.
  Angela: And sometimes talking gets people into
            trouble___You know people say things about
            people, and it doesn't always mean it's true.
  Ms Krzyzanowski:  You mean about who might be
            carrying a gun?
  Angela: About anything.  
  Ms Krzyzanowski:  Any  weapon?
  Angela:  No.  Just about anything anybody says about
            people.  It's not always true.  I just think people
            wanna believe things about people so they decide
            certian things are true[almost in tears] and they
            don't even ask.  And it's not fair.  Cause you have
            to live with it anyway.  
  Ms. Krzyzanowski:  But if it's not true then the person
            could always say that couldn't they.   I think if
            something is false, people aren't going to keep on
            believing it.  Usually people latch on to things
            when there is a kernel of truth.  That's when they
            get into trouble.
  [In Angela's bed room, Angela is lying on her bed,
  listening to music.  She is looking depressed.  Patty
  Patty:  Knock  knock.
  Angela:  Hi.
  Patty[turning the music down]:   Mind if  I--
  Angela:  You might as well turn it off.
  Patty: No.  I like it.
  [Patty paces nerviously around the room, flips through
  Angela's copy of Anne Frank, and finally sits on the bed
  next to Angela.]
  Patty:  Ah, this is hard.  We need to talk.
  Angela(voice over):  When I was twelve, my mother gave
            me my sex talk.  I'm not sure either of us has fully
  Patty:  Now that you and Jordan are, ah--
  Angela[looking painful]: Oh my God.  Mom,  please.
  Patty:  Angela.  I can accept that you have a boyfriend.
  Angela:  I don't have a boyfriend.
  Patty:  Fine.  A pal.  A male pal.  Whatever  word you
            want to choice.  The point is__I'm your mother,
            and I don't think you're ready. 
  Angela:  Mom, pleeease. 
  Patty:  I don't think you're ready.  But,  I have to know  if
            this is what's happening because__I don't think that
            I-I keep you from--
  Angela[covering her ears and curling up in a fetal
            postion]: Mom,  I beg you to stop.
  Patty:  I need to know that you are using_I mean, I-I
            remember how this feels.  I do.  But-but_it's the
            times that we live in, it I--
  Angela:  Mom, please--
  Patty:  Honey.  I know  you  don't  want to think about
            these things.  I know  you think that you're
            invulnerable, but--
  Angela: I don't think that.  You have no idea--
  Patty:  You have to use some kind of protection if you are
            going to be--
  Angela: Mom,  I'm not having sex,  alright.  Really.  I'm
            not even close.  To an embarrassing degree.  
  Patty(relieved):  Oh, ah.  Ok.__I'm sorry honey,  I
            jus___I just want you to be prepared when the time
            comes.  Whenever the time comes.
  Angela:  It will never come.  Not with Jordan.
  Patty:  Is that's what's bothering you?
  Angela:  No, nothing 's bothering me. 
  Patty:  Something's bothering you.
  Angela:  Mom, you couldn't possibly understand or help,
            so please.  I don't mean  to hurt your feelings, but
            just please.
  Patty[hugs Angela]:  I'm here if you need me.  You know
  [Patty leaves.  Angela sits on her bed with a
  pained expression on her face.]
  [In Angela's high school,  Angela is walking down the
  hallway.  She spots Jordan and walks to a poster
  describing the Heimlich maneuver to avoid seeing him.]
  Jordan[suddenly standing next to Angela]:  That's good to
            know about.
  Angela(startled):  Yeah.
  Jordan:  My uncle choked on a chicken bone.
  Angela(voice over):  That's when the change happened. 
            Just like that.  Somewhere in those few seconds,  I
            knew my life  would never be the same.  
  Angela:  Did he survive?
  Jordan:  Yeah.
  Angela(voice over):  I knew then that the rumor was
            right.  Not in actuality, but in my heart.  Because at
            that moment I would have done anything I wanted
            him so much.   
  Jordan:  Look, ah, I didn't say anything about__you
  Angela:  I know.
  Jordan:  I just wanted you to know that.
  Angela:  Thank you.
  Jordan:  Because I'm not like that.  I-I don't do that.
  Angela:  No.
  Jordan:  So weird, hu?
  Angela:  Yeah, yeah.
  Jordan:  I mean the way people talk.  I mean,(whispering) 
            people think we did it.
  Angela(whispering back):  I know.
  Jordan:  It's like we might as well done it anyway at this
  Angela(unsure):  Oh.
  Jordan:  I mean,  at least__ you know, I mean if
            everybody is talking about it already, maybe we
            ah__I mean, not to make a big deal of it or
  Angela(slowly):  Out of  what?
  Jordan:  Out of__(whispers) out of anything__I mean if
            everybody's__ already assuming  it
            anyway.[drawing close to Angela]  Maybe,  we
  Angela(voice over):  It's amazing the things you notice. 
            Like the corner of his collar that  was coming
            undone.  Like he was from a poor family and
            couldn't afford new shirts.  That's all I could see. 
            The whole world was that unravelled piece of
  Angela:  I think___I  have to go.
  Jordan:  Look, I'm sorry if  I--
  Angela[walking away]:  No, it's ok.
  Jordan:  No pressure or anything.
  Angela:  I have to go.
  Jordan:  You could just think about it.
  Angela(voice over):  It's such a lie that you should do
            what's in your heart.  If we all did  what  was in
            our heart, the world would grind to a halt.
  [In the girl's room,  Angela is there alone.  She washes
  her face then goes to a stall as Sharon enters with a
  friend.  She overhears the conversation.]
  Sharon:  And they know that he knows and I can't believe
            he didn't tell them.  He got a perfect score on his
            PSAT's.  Do you believe that?  Math will be ruined.
  Girl1:  What does this have to do with Angela?
  Sharon:  Well, that's when they had sex.  Her and Jordan? 
            Brian's house.
  Girl1: Ahh, Oh my God.
  Sharon:  Do you believe it.  Right in the front yard.  Brian 
            watched the entire thing through a kitchen window.      
  Girl1:  I thought you and Angela were really tight?
  Sharon:  She was like my best friend.  The whole things
            been really hard for me to accept.  But Brian
            wouldn't lie.  So_it's like_it's like she's this
            completely different person. 
  Girl1:  Like a slut?
  Sharon:   No.  No, she's not.  I think she's just like,
            confused, er, something.
  [Sharon and the girl leave the girl's room. ]
  [In the school hallway, the next day, Rayanne and Angela
  are walking together.]
  Rayanne:  So, do you want me to kill her?
  Angela:  No, no.  It doesn't matter.  Brian's the one who
            ought to be killed.
  Rayanne:  He should definitely die. You know he's going
            to rat on Rickie.
  Angela:  What actually is there to rat on Rickie.  Do you
  Rayanne:  I know what ever he did he did because he had
            to. You haven't had to clean him up after some
            neanderthal beat the hell out of  him.
  [Brian is writing on a black board.  Mr. Foster enters and 
  takes his shoulder.]
  Mr. Foster:  Come here for a minute, son.___Rickie
            Vasquez.  You familiar with the name?
  Brian:  Excuse me?
  Mr. Foster:  What can you tell me, son, about Rickie
  Brian:  Um,  he goes here._I _don't__I  mean, did  you 
            hear something-did he say something about the
  Mr. Foster:  Mr. Krakow,  I'm going to tell you about a
            little legal term.  It's called  accessory after the fact. 
           I don't like accessory's after the fact.  I don't want
           them in my school. You are going to come to my
           office today at 3 o'clock and you are going to tell
           me everything you know about Rickie Vasquez
           and anyone else who might be involved in this
           incident.  And if you don't ,  no matter what your
           grade scores,  you may not be going to this school
           much longer.  Do you get my clear intent?
  Brian:  Yes sir.
  Mr. Foster:  Good.
  [ In Brian's computer class.   Brian is working at a
  computer in  the back of the room.  Angela enters.]
  Brian:  What?
  Angela:  I don't even want to talk to you.
  Brian:  Good, then don't.
  Angela:  Did Rickie have the gun?
  Brian:  Give me a break. God,  Angela.
  Angela:  Look, cause you don't  know  the whole
           situation.  I  just don't want to see him hurt.
  Brian(raises his voice): Him  hurt?[someone shsssss's
           them from the front of the room] What about me?
           [Angela looks disinterested, and stares out the
           window]  This is the police now.  Am I  suppose to
           get kicked out of school for protecting someone I
           don't even know? 
  Angela:  Don't ask me?
  Brian:  And you know this has nothing to do with the
           truth.  Nobody is interested in the truth.  All they
           care about is what they want to believe.
  Angela[coming next to Brian]:  If you're so incredible
           concerned with the truth why did you lie about me?
  Brian:  Your name didn't even come up.
  Angela:  Not the gun thing.  With Sharon[someone
           Shssss's them from the front of the room.] What
           you said to her about me and Jordan Catalano.
  Brian:  What are you talking about?
  Angela:  I heard her, Brian.  You told her terrible things. 
           False things.  You lied to her.  
  [Brian slumps down next to the computer.]
  Brian:  I didn't lie to her, I just__What difference does it
           makes.   I can imagine what she did with it.__But
           it's just that you lied too.  When you said you didn't
           know anything about Jordan coming over that
           night.  Because I thought about it for like fifty
           hours.  You knew it didn't you.  You used me.  
  Angela:  It's not the same.
  Brian:  Maybe it is because you just did what you wanted. 
           And you didn't care about what damage it did to
           anybody else.
  Angela:  What damage did it do you?
  [Angela is walking up a set of stairs at school.  Jordan 
  runs up behind her.]    
  Jordan:  Angela?_ Angela.  Can I talk with you for a
  [Angela stops and faces Jordan]
  Jordan:  How you doing?
  Angela: You know.  Life goes on.
  Jordan:  Look, I was thinking about what I said to you. 
           yesterday?  You know,  the thing.
  Angela: Right.  The thing.
  Jordan:  Yeah, look, I-I'm sorry about that.  Afterwards, I
           thought it through and I, mean, I can see how you
           got upset about it.
  Angela:  No, I wasn't upset .
  Jordan:  I mean, some girls wouldn't be, but, you, you're
           not like that, so, I just wanted to say, you know,
           I'm sorry.
  Angela:  No, it's really ok.  I mean,  it wasn't a problem.  I
           mean, really,  I didn't think about it.  [starts up
           steps, then turns around and comes down again]  I
           mean I did think about  it, and  I thought maybe
           what you were saying wasn't so wrong. 
  Jordan:  No, it-it was really wrong.
  Angela:  Why?
  Jordan:  And I just want to let you know that if it will
           make you feel better I'm just going to make it real
           clear that I-I don't like have any real interest in you
           or anything.  You know.  So they'll stop saying all
           that .
  Angela(sounding disapppointed):  Oh.
  Jordan:  You know,  that I barely even know you, which
           is, of  course, true, and  that basically,  you and I
           mean nothing  to each other.__So_that
           should_solve the problem.
  Angela[halfhearted smile]:  Thanks. 
  Jordan:  It's the least I could do, you  know.
  Angela:  Right.
  [It's raining as Angela stands at the entrance to the school. 
  She runs across the parking lot to a car where Rickie sits
  in the back seat.  She gets in next to him.]
  Angela: Haaa.  Hey.
  Rickie:  Hey.
  Angela:  What's ya doing out here?
  Rickie:  It's what I always do.  I can't make it through a
           whole day in there.  
  Angela:  Ah, know what you mean.
  Rickie:  Yeah.  What do you need to hide from.  Your life
           perfect. [Angela laughs]  I'm serious.   I would
           give anything to have your life.  
  Angela:  My life is so pathetic.  
  Rickie:  You have this great house.  Parents that are like
           there.  No one bothers you at school.
  Angela:  Rickie,  I need to talk to you about the gun.  
  Rickie:  Don't.
  Angela:  You can't carry a gun,  Rickie.
  Rickie:  I don't.                    
  Angela:  Cause it would be really bad.  Tragically bad.  
  Rickie:  Angela, I don't  carry a gun.  I wouldn't  even
           know how to shot one.  
  Angela:  But didn't Brian see you?  Isn't that what he's
           going to tell them?__This is really serious.  People
           are going to think you are a dangerous person.   
  Rickie:  I know.  That's what I want.  
  Angela:  So, what did happen? 
  Rickie:  My cousin brought it in to sell it.   And I got real
           mad at him for bring a gun into school.  So, we got
           into this big argument, and the next thing I knew
           the thing fell out of the box and went off.  And he
           peed in his pants and ran away.  
  Angela:  He did not.
  Rickie:  He did.  Big stain.
  [They both laugh]
  Angela:  And that's what happen with the gun?
  Rickie:  That's the whole story of the gun.  
  Angela:  And now Brian is going  say that you did it.
  Rickie:  I'm telling you I hope he does.
  Angela:  No, don't be stupid.  
  Rickie:  You know it's weird.__ I-I always thing of you
           as__ Rayanne's friend.  I mean like,  you just
           think of me as___ as  someone who just,__ you
           know, around.
  Angela(voice over):  It's weird how something has to
           happen sometimes to see how you actually feel
           about something.  
  [Angela hugs Rickie.]
  [Brian is in the hallway approaching the principles office. 
  Outside students stand around eyeing him,  waiting to see
  what will happen.  Mr. Foster lets Brian into his office.]
  Mr. Foster:  Sit down,  Mr. Krakow,  we're just waiting
           for our friends from law enforcement.  
  [In the hallway waiting with the rest of the student's are
  Angela and  Rayanne.]
  Rayanne:  Can you imagine Rickie in a high security
           prison. Who'd supply his make up?
  Angela:  You think it might be possible you not make
           everything into a joke.
  Rayanne:  Angela, there is nothing to worry about .  I
           mean, Harlin, this guy Tino knows,  he's been
           busted with a gun twice and nothing ever
           happened. No big deal.
  Angela:  You know what I'd really like.  To be put out of
           my misery.
  Rayanne:  Are you kidding.  This is fun.  
  Angela:  Fun?
  Rayanne:  Everyone running around all upset and rumors
           flying.  Can't you feel it in your fingers and your
           toes.  It's like_being  alive.  It is such a rush.
  Angela:  You're out of your mind.  
  Rayanne:  Uh hu.  Last  year?  That rumor about me and 
           Mark Hammer in the orchestra pit during the talent
           show.  I mean, in that case it was true, but _man,
           all that con-ver-sation.  People writing notes.  I
           mean, they look at you different, like, trying to
           figure out who you really are. Like you're famous. 
           Admit it.  It's really great.
  Angela:  I don't know what you're talking about.
  [They see the police enter the Mr. Foster's office.]
  [In Mr. Foster's office with Mr. Foster and Brian.]
  Mr. Foster[as the police enter the office]:  Come in.
           gentlemen.___So, Mr. Krakow?
  Brian:  I thought a lot about what you said.  And I
           decided that the main thing is really to protect the
  Mr. Foster:  That's good, Brian.  
  Brian:  I went to the bathroom.  I heard a scuffle.  Then a
           shot.  I came out.   I saw two pairs of legs running in
           opposite directions.  Who those people were I can't
           say.__And if you or these men or anybody else
           threatens me anymore, pressures me anymore--
  Mr. Foster:  Brian--
  Brain:  I will insist on having a lawyer and I will sue you
           for harassment and anything else I can.  And if you
           try to expel me in order to solve your public
           relations problems,  then I will reveal to anyone
           who will listen, just  who is destroying  the spirit of
           this school.  
  [In  Angela's kitchen , in the morning, Angela is preparing
  to leave.   Patty is preparing lunches, while Danielle and
  Graham are putting away breakfast things.]
  Patty:  So, they still haven't found out who had the gun.
  Angela:  Mom, it's really ok.  Let it go.  The school hasn't
           self destructed  yet. 
  Patty:  It's just so hard not being able to protect you.  
  Angela:  Yeah, but you can't.  
  [ Patty tries to stroke Angela's hair, but Angela moves
  away. ]
  [The entrance to the school,  Angela,  Brian,  Rayanne
  and Rickie approach the open doors.]
  Angela:  Rayanne.  
  Rayanne:  Just a little knife.  You know, a girl's gotta
           protect herself.  I mean heavy artillery like some
           people might --
  [As they enter they slow to see a metal detector.  Students
  are passing though it.  Rayanne, Rickie, Brian, and
  Angela each go through it like they have been violated.  
  Rayanne leaves Angela alone to walk slowly down the
  The End.