Scrambled

written by Olivia Gormley

May 7, 2020Second Draft

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INT. DR. BURKE’S OFFICE - 4 PM A doctor’s office that looks stuck in 1995. It’s confirmed by the flies accumulating in the light. Various posters tell us we’re in the Queen’s Hospital gynecology department. BRYAN BOSH (30) sits loosely holding the hand of his wife, his Italian complexion standing out against his the white of Grateful Dead tee shirt. Next to him is ALYSSA BOSH (29), his wife. Alyssa’s dresses simply: Old Navy jeans, brown hair in a quick ponytail, maybe some foundation. But at the same time she appears quietly rebellious, tattoos peeking through the sleeves of her grey crew neck. The two are clearly Queens born and bred. They sit facing DR. BURKE and the hilariously abstract painting behind his desk. Bryan taps his foot impatiently while Alyssa studies the artistic monstrosity. Is it a mother and child? Probably. Looks more like a shit stain.

ALYSSAInteresting piece.

DR. BURKE flashes a grin.

DR. BURKEMy wife did it.

BRYAN

Alyssa likes to illustrate.

ALYSSAMmm-hhmm.

(then, to Bryan)But don’t think you’ll ever get anything quite like that from me, babe.

BRYAN

(to Alyssa)A guy can dream.

The two smile a bit too wide. The doctor eyes them over. Are they making fun of his artwork?

DOCTOR(handing papers to Bryan)

Well you’ll just have to sign these first.

BRYAN

What are these? Made in Highland

DR. BURKEA disclaimer. It’s typically a 99%success rate but since it is atrial we’ll need both yoursignatures.

Bryan skims the disclaimer. Seems fine. Alyssa’s turn.

ALYSSAThat’s amazing.

BRYAN

And a helluva lot cheaper thanIVF.

DR. BURKE

Until we get FDA approval. Oncethat happens, it’ll skyrocket.

ALYSSA

We’ve been trying to conceive foralmost 4 years, so this is anamazing opportunity.

Alyssa hands back the papers.

DR. BURKEWell, the best of luck to both ofyou. Nurse Jackie will take youback.

BRYAN shakes the doctor’s hand as we cut to: CLOSE UP of shot going into arm.

NURSE (O.S.)All done.

ALYSSA

That’s it?

NURSEYup! Just take this, it’ll tell you everything you need to know.

She hands Alyssa the pamphlet that is instantly passed to Bryan. He flips through it, the back flashing a big, bold Warning: DO NOT EAT FOR SIX HOURS AFTER YOUR ADMINISTERED DOSE.

NURSEAnd if you conceive, more like when - please call the office.

ALYSSA

Perfect. Thank you so much!

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Bryan shakes the nurse’s hand.

BRYANThanks.

NURSE JACKIE

The best of luck to you two!(then)

Oh, and don’t eat for the next 6 hours.

ALYSSA

He’s in charge of dinner tonight so I can’t expect too much.

As the nurse heads out Bryan whispers so only Alyssa can hear -

BRYAN(seductively)

I’ve got something in mind. END SCENE

INT. KITCHEN - 9:30 PM The two enliven the otherwise dingy, linoleum kitchen of their small Queens house. A portable stereo sits on top of their “pantry” - an Ikea bookshelf - and plays Metallica faintly. Alyssa sips a can of pilsner at the table while Bryan plates their mystery dinner. He finally sets down two plates - slightly burned scrambled eggs and over-buttered toast.

BRYANHere’s to hoping your eggs get scrambled soon.

ALYSSA

You’re funny.(tapping her watch)

You think I’m good?

BRYANClose enough.

ALYSSA

(jokingly)On your word.

She tries it.

BRYANGood?

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ALYSSA(re: Empty beer)

I’m gonna need one more to evaluate.

Bryan is about to get up as GRANT, 28, their roommate, comes through and makes a beeline for the beer in the fridge. He’s wearing his UPS uniform, looking as if he just got in. Despite tattoos all over his skinny frame, he doesn’t come off as intimidating. More like a big teddy bear.

BRYAN(to Grant)

Hey man, toss me two. Grant tosses the two beers and cracks one of his own, raising it high.

GRANTCheers to a crazy Friday night, lovebirds.

ALYSSA

(re: beer in hand)Might not be able to soon.

Alyssa makes a baby motion over her stomach while Grant plops himself down at the table.

GRANTOh shit, how’d that go today?

ALYSSA

(wondrously)It’s a 99% success rate.

BRYAN

(to Grant)That means you’re gonna be out of here in no time, buddy.

GRANT

And that means you two will finally be having as much sex as me.

(then)This shit stain of a uniform is a MILF magnet in the village.

Alyssa sarcastically rolls her eyes as Grant and Bryan laugh. Grant arises, grabs a bag of chips, and scurries off away.

GRANTNetflix awaits. Don’t be too loud tonight.

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BRYANWouldn’t want to make you jealous like that.

Grant flips the birds as he leaves, making the couple laugh.

ALYSSA(as an afterthought)

And no smoking inside! The two finish their breakfast for dinner in comfortable silence. Alyssa picks up the phamplet on the table, flipping through it absentmindedly.

ALYSSAWe should start thinking about it, you know. What having a kid would be. Where they would stay in here, a college fund, even.

The comfortable silence becomes uncomfortable.

BRYANSpeaking of, I wanted to talk to you about that.

ALYSSA

What?

BRYANUm. TIB isn’t doing that great.

ALYSSA

(teasingly)Just slap Hawaiian shirts on the cashiers.

Bryan remains serious. She takes the hint.

ALYSSAShit. How not great?

A beat.

BRYANWell. Might go bankrupt within the next 3 months.

ALYSSA

(urgently)But I thought you were updating the stores?

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BRYANI try but every time I’ve got an idea, my dad shuts it down.

(then)plus they just put in a Trader Joe’s on Esting Street.

ALYSSA

When were you gonna tell me this?Because I just got injected with some experimental fertility juice and now you’re telling me we might not have enough money to make it 3 fucking months?

BRYAN

Don’t worry, I’m looking around for jobs, won’t leave yet. I just don’t want to be there when the ship sinks.

ALYSSA

How would your dad feel about that?

BRYAN

It’s none of his business.

ALYSSAIt’s a family business, of course it is. You’re the accountant, who’s gonna look after the books?

BRYAN

There’s not gonna be books to keep, at this rate.

ALYSSA

(Picking up phamplet again)You’ve never worked anywhere else, Bry. What if you can’t find another job in time? How are we gonna support a child if this works? My paycheck isn’t enough. You know that.

BRYAN

Don’t worry, I’m not gonna leave until I find something else. I just can’t have my dad suffocating me anymore.

ALYSSA

I just might do it for him.

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Silence. Alyssa sips her beer. Bryan begins to smirk.

BRYANI’d like to see you try.

ALYSSA

This is NOT funny.

BRYANRelax, babe. We’ll figure it out. If not you can suffocate me, promise.

ALYSSA

As long as I can collect the life insurance.

Bryan arises, puts their dishes in the sink. He then comes and hugs Alyssa from behind.

BRYANIt’ll be ok. Let’s just forget about it tonight, yeah?

Alyssa remains angry and resigned. Bryan begins to kiss her neck. He keeps going, she softens. Mission accomplished.

BRYAN(whispering seducively)

What can I do?

ALYSSAStart telling me things, asshole?

BRYAN

I’ve got a better idea. He grabs her, wedding style, and barrels toward their bedroom.

ALYSSAYou’re ridiculous!

We follow them until they slam the door on us. Outside, we hear sexy moans and groans. Louder. Then louder. Then loudest. Then - silence. Confused whispering. A gasp. Then, a woman’s scream.

INT. BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER Close up what looks like a chicken egg on a table. A naked Bryan and Alyssa glare down at it, looking like they’ve seen a ghost. Bryan starts breaks the silence but then Alyssa opens her mouth to scream and then yell -

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ALYSSAWhat the fuck?

BRYAN

I don’t. I don’t know. Shit.(then)

Should we go to the hospital?

ALYSSA(sarcastically)

Yeah, we’ll just tell them an egg came out of my fucking vag!

Silence.

BRYANWell...do you feel alright?

ALYSSA

Yeah, I guess. Bryan looks down at it, pokes it with his fingertip.

ALYSSAJust, just do something with it! I think I’m gonna be sick. Ugh -

Bryan slaps on his bathrobe, grabs the egg, and runs into the kitchen. Where should it go? Think, think. Looks like it’s going in the trash until - A beat. Not anymore. Now he’s throwing the fridge open, tucking the “special” egg into the egg carton. It looks no different from its two companions. The fridge door’s slammed shut and Bryan’s running back to the bedroom. Grant intercepts Bryan in the living room as he runs back, a pack of Classic Raw rolling papers in one hand.

GRANT(definitely high)

What the fuck’s going on?

BRYANNothing. Ya know, just some role-play.

GRANT

Play quieter for fuck’s sake - All 5 boroughs can hear you, man.

BRYAN

Got it.

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Bryan walks in, slams the door only to find a panicked Alyssa sitting on the edge of the bed.

ALYSSADo you think it was earlier?

BRYAN

What?

ALYSSADinner.

She grows increasingly anxious, borderline hyperventilating.

ALYSSAThe eggs!

BRYAN

Shh, shhh. Oh. Maybe.

ALYSSAAnd they said not to eat. But.

(GASP)Oh my god.

Something clicks. It’s now full-blown panic.

ALYSSAI’m a fucking chicken!

BRYAN

No you’re not! Listen to me. You need to calm down!

Bryan gets his phone, clicks on some sort of meditation app. We hear a British man’s soothing voice

BRYANListen to him!

ALYSSA

(borderline hyperventilating)It’s just that I can’t -

BRYAN

Listen! That silences her. We’re left with the Brit’s voice: “...Feeling any sensations, any holdings, any tightness in the body as well as feeling into your mood...” After a while, the two finally lay back and surrender to the shit show. Maybe it was just a bad dream.

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ALYSSA(mumbling)

Don’t tell Grant. A beat. They’re nearly asleep.

BRYANSo you feel ok?

ALYSSA

MM-hmm

BRYANWe’ll figure it out tomorrow.

ALYSSA

Not sure if i want to. END SCENE

INT. BEDROOM - MORNING

O.S.Crashing noise. Heavy thud.

Alyssa and Bryan both shoot up, last night seemingly forgotten.

ALYSSADid you hear that?

BRYAN

Yeah. Bryan’s up. He grabs the TIB wine opener on the desk, hisweapon of choice as he cracks the door. But it’s no robber.

BRYAN(running towards him)

Grant!

INT. LIVING ROOM - MOMENTS LATER Grant’s on the floor. He’s an ecstatic corpse, with a widesmile and closed, wrinkled eyes.

BRYANOh my god! Grant, Grant can youhear me?

ALYSSA

(running out of the bedroom)Oh my God! Is he breathing?

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BRYANHow do I check?

Alyssa checks his pulse instead.

ALYSSAIt’s not an OD. His pulse isnormal, thank god.

BRYAN

How do you know that?

ALYSSAYou learn some things infoster. Why’s he smilinglike that?

BRYAN

(re: Grant)What did you take, jackass?

GRANT

(mumbling)Goodnessssss.

Alyssa and Bryan stare at each other. Uh-oh.

BRYANI’ll get him water.

Bryan’s soon in the kitchen, glass trembling in his hands as hefills it. But out the corner of his eye, he sees a plate ofterribly burned scrambled eggs - It’s Grant’s classic breakfastdish, clearly missing a few bites. CRASH. The glass breaks. Last night comes flooding back, and sodoes a bad, bad feeling. He throws open the fridge, checks theegg carton and...it’s gone. Now discarded on top of the trash.

BRYAN(gasping as he runs back intothe living room)Fuck.

BRYAN

(to Alyssa)He, he ate it.

ALYSSA

What?

BRYANThe egg.

(then)I put it in the fridge last night.

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ALYSSA(angry)

The fridge? I said get rid of it,not save it for a fuckingomelette!

GRANT

(barely audible)Shhh.

BRYAN

(now whispering)I didn’t know what to do.

ALYSSA

(quietly)And you think that’s whatcaused...this?

BRYAN

It’s a possibility, right? Alyssa nods her head in silent, resigned agreement.

ALYSSAHelp me.

They heave Grant onto the couch as we cut to the clock on thewall, zooming in. The hands of the clock spin in double time,first one hour then two, and so on until 2 PM. Then, we zoomback out on the living room only to find the couple’s fallenasleep on the couch across from Grant’s still lifeless body.The two are contorted in some hilarious twister-esque position.

GRANT (V.O)Mmmmmm.

Grant’s awaking. This stirs Alyssa, who’s tapping Bryan awake.

ALYSSALook.

Soon, Bryan and Alyssa are standing over Grant as he finallycracks his eyes open. He’s shielding his eyes from theafternoon light like he’s looked directly into the sun.

GRANT(mumbled)

Heyyyyy.

ALYSSAWhat the hell happened to you?

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GRANT(still woozy)

That was....angelic. I just - ohmy god.

Grant lays in complete and utter satisfaction, still grinningear to ear. He’s calm like he’s just finished the best yogaclass of his life.

BRYAN(urgently)

But what did you take?

GRANT(with no hesitation)

Whatever I ate this morning, itwas that. I know it.

BRYAN

How can you know that?

GRANTI just felt it, man. I can’tdescribe it.

He lingers there, smiling as he thinks about it.

GRANTWhen I took a bite, it waslike...liquid gold dripping downmy throat.

(then, laughing)Damn, I sound crazy.

Alyssa and Bryan stare at each other, sharing the same crazythought. Bryan barrels into the kitchen, returning with thecarton of eggs.

BRYANYou ate these?

(then)Answer me!

GRANT

Yeah. Yea. Calm down, dude. Bryan and Alyssa mirror a look of equal parts shock and awe.

GRANT(confused)

Am I still tripping? What’s goingon?

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ALYSSAYou’re sure it was the eggs,Grant?

GRANT

100%. We’re gonna need more ofthat shit.

ALYSSA

(irritated)How can you say that right now?You were a corpse for 4 hours!

GRANT

Listen. I’ve tried Heroin,cocaine, weed, acid, even meth,that one time in Yonkers. It wasan accident, but that’s besidesthe point. Nothing - NOTHING -like that. Ever, ever, ever.

BRYAN

Tell us more.

ALYSSA(exasperated)

Seriously? (then)

And Grant you tried Heroin?

GRANTWhy do you two care?

(then)What’s going on?

BRYAN

(insistently)Just tell us.

GRANT

This was like...like...a mix between the best acid trip and the best crystal. But I...I don’t feellike...like...

ALYSSA

Like what?

GRANTI feel like...

BRYAN

Spit it out!

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GRANT(wondrously)

I feel fine.Grant says it like he’s just made a groundbreaking discovery.

ALYSSA

Yeah. So?

GRANT(with conviction)

No fucking way I should feel fineafter a trip like that! I shouldbe shitting my brains out on thebathroom floor right about now.

The eureka moment hangs in the air until -

BRYANWhat if we could get more?

ALYSSA

(shocked)What’d you just say?

BRYAN

Lys. Think about it. If it can bea drug...it can be sold.

ALYSSA

You’re talkin’ as crazy as him!

BRYAN(growing excited)

You said it yourself, kids areexpensive. This could pay thebills. At least for a little bit,until I find a new job.

A beat.

ALYSSA(carefully)

We could definitely use the money.

BRYANExactly.

GRANT

Someone tell me what the fuck isgoing on!

BRYAN

What if we told you we could get (MORE)

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BRYAN (CONT’D)more of what you just took? Moreeggs?

GRANT

Wha - what? How? Bryan hesitates, looks at Alyssa for silent permission.

ALYSSASex. We had sex last night and...[making a popping noise] an eggpopped out. The one you ate.

She mimics something popping out of her groin region. Grant’sthinking.

GRANTSo they weren’t expired?

A shake of the head, nope. Suddenly, Grant’s burst outlaughing. It goes on after it should stop, becoming borderlinemanic sounding.

GRANT(still laughing)

Well. I don’t care if it comes outof Mother Teresa’s asshole.Bryan’s right. We can sell thisshit.

ALYSSA

We?

GRANTI’ve got the connections inManhattan and a delivery truck.Boom! The perfect travelingsalesman.

ALYSSA

What if someone catches us?

GRANTWhat, selling eggs?

BRYAN

It’s perfect. NO one will know.

GRANTBut I want 40%.

BRYAN

Done.

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ALYSSANo. 25%

GRANT

I’ll take that.(finally sitting up)

When can you crank more out? I’vegot a delivery tomorrow morning,if you can get me two by then.

BRYAN

Let’s hope we can even crank moreout.

ALYSSA

Why two?

GRANTOne for sampling, my dear Alyssa.

BRYAN

Ok. Tomorrow then, if it worksagain, of course.

GRANT

You heard father goose. Let’s makesome golden eggs.

BRYAN

Wait. He runs to the kitchen table, returning with Grant’s now mushybreakfast plate of scrambled eggs.

BRYANWhat do we do with this?

ALYSSA

Save it. Bryan goes to touch it but Alyssa swats his hand away almostinstantaneously.

BRYANI’ll get tupperware.

SHOT OF:The inside of the fridge, the tupperware container full of eggsbeing placed inside. Door shuts. SHOT OF:A beaming Bryan placing an egg in fridge at night, what we canassume to be the “special egg.” The door’s shut.

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SHOT OF:A content Alyssa’s placing another special egg in fridge andshutting the door. It’s still nighttime. SHOT OF:Grant, now in his UPS uniform, taking the two eggs outcarefully. It’s now morning. He gives the eggs a kiss, shuttingthe door behind him. END SCENE

INT. OFFICE - NOON Alyssa’s planted in a cubicle. Painfully uplifting posters cover the white walls of the cheerless office, saying things like THE MORE YOU GIVE, THE MORE YOU GET. Alyssa’s got an endless spreadsheet pulled up on her clunky computer, but has fallen asleep. Next to her we see a notebook full of elaborate doodles, pen practically still in her hand. Her drawings cover the cubicle walls. KNOCK, KNOCK - It’s TIFFANY, a short and stout lady with a big mouth and thick, warm Brooklyn accent.

TIFFANYHey you! I showed those drawings you gave me to my kids and they loved ‘um!

ALYSSA

(jolted awake)Wha - what

(Then)Oh, Tiffany! That’s great!

TIFFANY

(glancing around)You gettin’ some beauty sleep over here? Be careful, you don’t want Bob catchin’ you asleep.

ALYSSA

(smirking)Just a long night, that’s all.

TIFFANY

(winking)Oh I see. You still tryna put a bun in the oven? I tell ya, you’ll regret ever wantin’ kids if yours turn out anythin’ like my little bastards.

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ALYSSA(sarcastically)

What, you leave your husband in charge for too long?

She playfully slaps Alyssa with the folder in her hands.

TIFFANYYou’re a hoot and a half, you know that, ‘Lys? Now promise me you’ll finish those numbers. And for Christtsake go down some caffeine before Bob cans your tired ass.

ALYSSA

I’d rather be fired than drink that shit coffee.

TIFFANY

(in mock exasperation)For the children, then!

ALYSSA

(mockingly)I don’t have any children, remember?

TIFFANY

You will soon, I’ve gotta feeling, and my gut neva lies.

Pan to the office’s piece de resistance, an oversized sign on the wall that says: SAVE THE CHILDREN NON-PROFIT. SO NO CHILD GOES HUNGRY. END SCENE

EXT. STREET IN QUEENS - 6 PM A tired yet content Alyssa emerges from the dumpy office onto the sunny, bustling street. On her walk to the subway she passes TIB grocery. Despite the flow on constant commuters and shouts to “watch it lady!”, she’s memorized by the store front. It’s got tacky sale signs plastered all over the windows, now what she knows to be desperate cries for help. Time to head home. She’s doodling on the subway when - a call from Bryan.

BRYAN(V.O)

Alyssa! Come home now!

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ALYSSAWhat’s up?

BRYAN

(V.O)Grant went and sold the [crackling]

ALYSSA

Did he sell them? Hello? The phone reads no connection. Once they reach her stop, Alyssa’s sprinting home only to find -

INT. LIVING ROOM - 6 PM Grant and Bryan popping a champagne bottle, the cork almost hitting Alyssa in the face as she enters.

ALYSSAWha -

Bryan twirls Alyssa in the air.

BRYAN‘Lys, ’We did it! It fuckin’ worked!

ALYSSA

(her face lighting up)How much?

GRANT

8 THOUSAND DOLLARS!

ALYSSAWhat? How!

GRANT

(now rolling a joint)Told you I know people.

BRYAN

It’s a hit! People are already asking for more!

ALYSSA

Oh my God! Bryan throws the cash in the air and it showers down. It’s pure celebration. Alyssa tackles Bryan, the two thudding happily on the couch. Next to them, Grant alternates between puffs and chugs. Bryan soon arises, grabs the bottle from Grant, and hoists it into the air.

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BRYANTo Alyssa’s eggs!

Alyssa takes it, chugs it.

ALYSSAAnd a bright future ahead!

MONTAGE - VARIOUS A.) Bedroom - The door slams shut. An egg’s then placed in kitchen fridge. We come to understand they’re making “special” eggs. B.) Bathroom - Alyssa tosses a pregnancy test into the trash. It’s negative. C.) Street in Manhattan - Grant in his UPS uniform, shaking hands with some swanky looking men. They hand him an envelope, presumably of cash. D.) Alyssa’s passes TIB on her way to work. It’s busier, now with no more sale signs. A.) Bedroom - The bedroom door slams shut again. An egg’s then placed in kitchen fridge. D.) BAR - Grant and Bryan cheersing with some ballers in a “$15 a cocktail” type of bar. Alyssa’s nowhere to be seen. E.) A LUXURIOUS ROOM WITH A SKYLINE VIEW OF MANHATTAN - Scrambled eggs in some kind of expensive dish at an A-lister party. The room’s sultry, with plush couches and red mood lighting. We see people forking some egg onto crostini, taking a bite, and falling into a beauty sleep. It’s clearly intentional. F.) STREET IN QUEENS - Alyssa’s passes TIB again. It’s even busier, with a new coat of paint on the outside. G.) BATHROOM - Alyssa tosses a pregnancy test into the trash. It’s negative again. H.) BEDROOM - The door slams shut again. The egg now placed in a new safe inside the fridge, where we see there’s around 5 other eggs. I.) STREET IN QUEENS - Alyssa passes TIB again. It’s like a new business. They’re even updating the store front. The construction doesn’t stop people. J.) BATHROOM - Alyssa tosses a pregnancy test into the trash. It’s negative yet again. She sits on the toilet, head hung low in sadness.

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INT. LIVING ROOM - AFTERNOON Bryan’s tallying some cash as he places it into a shoebox under the bed. Alyssa enters the room. She looks tired.

ALYSSATIB’s turned around quickly.

BRYAN

Awesome, right?

ALYSSAYou have anything to do with that?

BRYAN

Maybe a little.

ALYSSAA little? Bry it looks like Ty Pennington fuckin’ rebuilt the place.

(then)You don’t think people will get suspicious that it’s suddenly turned around?

BRYAN

Not with my bookkeeping. Dad never looks at the numbers, he’s just happy we’re “making money” for a change.

ALYSSA

But don’t you think this has all gone a little too far?

BRYAN

Nah. TIB’s finally back on its feet with the money I’m putting in.

ALYSSA

But it’s not real.

BRYANC’mon. My dad’s the happiest I’ve seen him in a while. Since mom died.

ALYSSA

Well what happens when this stops? The eggs?

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BRYANWhy would it?

(then)Alyssa, we’re practically famous!

ALYSSA

What? What are you talking about?

BRYANWith all the celebs, it’s getting huge. Yolk, they’re calling it. A-Listers want to know who we are. US, Alyssa!

ALYSSA

Like who?

BRYAN(hushed and excited)

Grant told me James Franco called him the other day. James FUCKING Franco! Asked if he had any “yolk” he was sellin’ for a party in SoHo.

ALYSSA

Holy shit.(then)

What else he say?

BRYANApparently one buys, they all split it and just like, pass the fuck out together.

ALYSSA

So an orgy with no sex?

BRYANGuess they leave that part to us.

Bryan starts to kiss her, it’s mechanical, rehearsed.

ALYSSACan we just take a break tonight? I’m exhausted.

BRYAN

Tomorrow. Can’t keep Mr. Franco waiting.

She mulls it over.

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ALYSSA(re: Eggs in the fridge)

But what about the stock in the fridge?

BRYAN

It’s James Franco, baby. She ponders.

ALYSSAFine.

But she’s not fine with it - that much is clear. END SCENE

INT. ALYSSA’S CUBICLE - 3 PM Alyssa’s asleep at her desk - again. A man comes to talk to her wakes her up.

BOBAlyssa, can I speak to you for a moment?

Alyssa wakes up, wiping drool off her face.

ALYSSA(jolting awake)

Hey (then)

Bob, what’s up?

BOBCome with me.

INT. BOB’S OFFICE - MOMENTS LATER

BOBWe’ve given you multiple chances, but we’re gonna have to let you go, Alyssa. I’m sorry but we just can’t have an employee that’s asleep more than she’s awake.

Alyssa’s resigned, almost too tired to react.

ALYSSAIs that it?

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BOBUh, yes. You can grab your things and head out. It’s been a pleasure working with you.

ALYSSA

Wish I could say the same, Bobby boy.

She grabs her desk junk, throws it into her bag. Her illustrations that cover the cubicle walls are thrown in last. In the commotion, Tiffany heads over.

TIFFANY(hushed)

You alright, girl?

ALYSSAShould have drank more’ve that shitty coffee.

Tiffany gets what’s happening, doesn’t say anything.

ALYSSA(shouting to all)

I hope the children STARVE! Now everybody’s staring. Tiffany’s too bewildered to react.

ALYSSA(while striding out)

Love you though, Tiff!

EXT. STREET IN QUEENS - MOMENTS LATER Alyssa makes a beeline for the bustling TIB grocery. She picks up a pint of vanilla but the check out line’s become too long for her patience right now. It’s out the door with no ice cream. Next, she plops herself in the charred grass of the park across the street just to fall asleep almost immediately. Her bag of office junk keeps her company.

EXT. PARK - 9 PM

O.S.Rapid Footsteps.

She’s up. Someone’s running away - and with her bag.

ALYSSA(running after thief)

Hey you! Stop!

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The thief proves too fast in the darkness - how long was she out? Her phone’s still in her pocket, thank God. It’s 9:30 PM. 4 missed calls from Bryan.

ALYSSA(to herself)

Shit. A voicemail:

BRYAN(V.O)

Hey babe, Grant and I are gonna head out for drinks. Should be home before 9. Love you.

A defeated Alyssa tromps towards the subway. At home Bryan’s nowhere to be found. In the fridge, expensive bottles of wine have replaced her drink of choice. Luckily there’s one pilsner left buried in the produce drawer. She draws in bed while waiting up but it’s no use. Her eyelids grow heavy...

INT. BEDROOM - 4 AM Bryan comes stumbling in - loud. Alyssa stumbles awake.

BRYAN(slurring)

Hey, babyyyy!

ALYSSA(checking the clock)

It’s 3 in the morning. Where the fuck were you?

BRYAN

Networkinggggg. Once undressing proves too difficult in his inebriated state, Bryan plops on the bed. Alyssa resists his sloppy attempts to kiss her.

ALYSSAHow much was that suit?

BRYAN

(ignoring her)Just a lil kissss for your hubby?

ALYSSA

I got fired.

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BRYANAyyy, that’s ok. Don’t worry. babyyy. We got sooo much money.

ALYSSA

Yeah. OK.

BRYANYou barely made anything in that do-good shit hole. Now look at you! My little mother gooseee.

He hugs Alyssa, laying on top of her like a drunk paperweight that’s now out cold. Finally, she pushes him off, staring at the ceiling. Between Alyssa’s muffled cries and Bryan’s snoring we’re left wondering - how did they get here? END SCENE

INT. BEDROOM - 9 AM

BRYANUghhh, god.

He rolls to see Alyssa awake. She’s staring at the ceiling uneasily. The clocks reads 9:07 AM.

BRYANDon’t you have work, babe?

A beat. No reply.

BRYAN‘Lys?

ALYSSA

(yelling)I got fired!

Bryan’s silent.

BRYANShit. I’m sorry.

(then)What happened?

ALYSSA

(incriminatingly)I couldn’t stay awake at work.

Silence. Bryan goes to hold her hand, but she pulls it away. He doesn’t try again.

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ALYSSAYou got in pretty late last night, where were you?

BRYAN

Grant and I met up with some potential buyers. Went really well.

ALYSSA

(sarcastically)Great.

BRYAN

Hey, I’m sorry about work.

ALYSSA(spitefully)

Yeah, me too.(then)

Do you realize that I’m just as much a part of this whole operation as you?

BRYAN

I know, I know. I’m sorry.

ALYSSASo why are you treating me like I’m not?

BRYAN

I just - you wouldn’t like this part of it.

ALYSSA

Oh yeah?

ALYSSAYeah, ya know. All the sports talk, the girl talk, the ass kissing.

ALYSSA

Yeah, seems like an absolute drag judging by how you came in last night.

BRYAN

Look, if you want to be on the front lines. Fine. Done.

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ALYSSANot even that, Bryan just loop me in every once in a while for Christ sake.

BRYAN

Ok Ok, I promise.(then)

And I am sorry about last night. Let me make it up to you.

ALYSSA

How do you plan on doing that?

BRYANWhat if I told you I’ve got reservations at Il Palazzo tonight?

ALYSSA

That place in SoHo? You need reservations months in advance.

BRYAN

Not if you know the right people.

ALYSSAYou’re serious?

BRYAN

I’m tellin ya Alyssa, we’re in demand. Both of us.

A beat. She mulls it over.

ALYSSAOn one condition.

BRYAN

Yes?

ALYSSA(angrily)

No ordering fucking eggs.

BRYANDeal.

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INT. IL PALLAIZO - 9 PM The interior looks an Italian restaurant if Michelangelo were asked to design it - Crystal chandeliers, a dark, sultry interior with romanesque decorations. It’s unlike anything Alyssa’s ever seen. She gawks at the decor, the coat check, the valet. It’s clear she’s a newbie in this environment. Bryan, however, acts like he’s right at home, even slipping the hostess a 50 for a nicer table.

WAITERWelcome to Il Palazzo. Our specials tonight...

ALYSSA

(to Bryan, re: The menu)Where are the prices?

BRYAN

When you eat here, you don’t need to know the prices.

She nods. Bryan sees some men at the bar, extends a wave. How would he know anyone here?

ALYSSAWho are they?

BRYAN

Some fellas I know. Gonna go say hello. I’ll be right back, I promise.

Alyssa’s left alone, studying the probably Italian menu like a code to be cracked. It’s unsolvable. Chugging a glass of sparkling water proves much easier. A silver fox of a man approaches with a comfortable ease - he’s clearly used to hobnobbing around in places like this. We’ll come to know him at TOM REYNOLDS.

TOM(looking back at Bryan)

Well, well. If you’re Mr. Bryan’s wife, that must make you the famous mother goose.

Alyssa nearly chokes on her designer water. People know that?

TOMAre you all right?

ALYSSA

Yes, [cough] yes. Excuse me. I just didn’t realize I had fans.

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TOMLet me be the first to tell you - you’re all everyone’s talking about.

ALYSSA

Everyone meaning who?

TOM(chuckling)

Everyone who can afford to piss away some money at places like this.

He extends his hand and slides into Bryan’s now empty seat with out invitation.

TOMTom Reynolds.

ALYSSA

Alyssa Bosh. Now tell me, Tom Reynolds, what allows you to “piss away” money at places like this? You sell eggs too?

TOM

(laughing)I wish, I’m getting a bit sick of corporate life. No, I’m the head of Sony Music.

ALYSSA

As in...CEO?

TOMYes, that’s right

Her reaction reflects equal parts surprise and embarrassment, feeling now like a hand-me-down tote, him a couture handbag.

ALYSSAYou know what they say: If you can’t be a musician, own them, right?

Tom lets out a genuine laugh.

TOMI prefer the job security.

(then)So what do you do, then?

ALYSSA

Well, I’ve got the eggs, so -

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TOMNo. I mean besides that. What do you like to do? Your passions!

ALYSSA

Oh, well...I love to illustrate in my spare time. Nothing too crazy.

TOM

Wow. Have I seen it anywhere?

ALYSSAUnless you’ve been in my nightstand, no.

(then)But I’d love to publish a children’s book one day. Just a pipe dream.

TOM

You heard of my wife? Tori Reynolds?

ALYSSA

Of course! Her work’s amazing. I love the spork series, just so... avant grade.

TOM

Well I’m sure she’d love to see your work. Maybe refer you to some publicists, even.

ALYSSA

What? No, I couldn’t.

TOMYou know, we’re actually having a gala next weekend, auctioning off some of her work for charity. We’d love if you and your husband could make it.

ALYSSA

I’d love that, although my husband isn’t much for fine arts - but you didn’t hear it from me.

TOM

Ah, my wife isn’t very into parties.

(now whispering)But you didn’t hear it from me.

(then)Here.

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He gets out a Sony business card, scribbles an address and time on it.

TOMIt’s here, next Friday. I’ll have you two put on the guest list.

ALYSSA

Wouldn’t miss it.

TOMGreat! Everyone’s been dying to meet you.

ALYSSA

(sarcastically)Well, tellum not to get their hopes up.

Bryan begins to approach. Tom takes the cue and arises.

TOMWell, until tomorrow. It was lovely to meet you.

Bryan approaches, eyeing Tom as he walks away.

BRYANWho was that?

ALYSSA

THAT was the head of Sony music and WE were just invited to TORI REYNOLDS gala tomorrow night!

BRYAN

Forreal?

ALYSSA(excitedly)

Yes! He knew who I was! It’s at the plaza, can you believe that?

BRYAN

Baby, that’s amazing! Do you realize how much we can sell there?

Alyssa’s excitement fades.

ALYSSANo yolk tomorrow Bryan. I need a break from this madness. And no Grant, you hear me? It’s just us two.

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BRYANUghhh, ok.

(then)Fine, fine fine, You’re right. You deserve it. We both do.

Bryan flags a waiter, his working class habits peaking through.

BRYANA bottle of your finest champagne, sir!

ALYSSA

(to Bryan, whispering)What? Are you not gonna ask how much it costs?

BRYAN

Babe, if we’re gonna be famous we gotta act like it!

ALYSSA

If you’re paying.

BRYAN(winking)

Only with your help.

INT. HOUSE LIVING ROOM - LATER Bryan and Alyssa stumble in the living home, clearly drunk from the “finest champagne.” They’re yelling Il Palazzo in faux Italian accents. Once they settle in...

BRYANBaby, let’s make some eggs.

ALYSSA

I’m tiredddd.

BRYANC’mon, baby, c’monn.

He kisses her. She surprisingly kisses back. Alyssa shuts the bedroom door. We know what’s coming next.

INT. BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER

BRYANWhere is it?

ALYSSA

I don’t know.

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BRYANWhat do you mean you don’t know?

ALYSSA

I mean there wasn’t one.

BRYANWha - what? How?

He searches sheets and pillows like a madman.

BRYAN How can’t there be one?

ALYSSA

Nothing came out. A beat.

BRYANOh my God. Fuck Fuck.

Bryan keeps searching and accidentally falls off the bed in his drunker stupor.

ALYSSAYou’re too drunk right now, stop. We’ll worry about it tomorrow.

With a heavy sigh, Bryan heaves himself back into bed. Defeat.

BRYANThis is not goodddd. Uhhhhh.

Alyssa rubs Bryan’s head until he falls asleep. With him out cold she arises quietly, reaching for something between the headboard and her side of the mattress. When she’s safely tiptoed out of the room, she unfurls her fist - it’s the egg. Next she’s in the kitchen near the open window above the sink. Taking a last look at it, she tosses the egg out the window. We hear a quiet PLOP on the pavement in the narrow alley between the adjacent building. She turns and - there’s Grant, clearly just as shocked as she is.

ALYSSAShh.

GRANT

(intently whispering)What the fuck are you doing?

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ALYSSAI - I -

Alyssa breaks down, sliding onto the floor. Quiet sobs erupt. Her view’s now Grant’s Scooby Doo slippers. He stands over her first awkwardly, then pitifully. He finally decides on a mix of the two as he slides onto the floor to pat her back.

ALYSSADon’t say anything. Please.

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INT. BATHROOM 5 PM Alyssa’s staring into the bathroom mirror. Her green gown is a stark contrast to her worn-out face. The endlessly applied concealer can’t hide it: She’s exhausted. She heads into the bedroom where a tuxedo-clad Bryan sits on the edge of the bed. He’s in deep thought, anxiously wringing his hands.

ALYSSAYou almost ready to go?

BRYAN

Yup.

ALYSSA(re: Egg)

You’re still worried?

BRYANAnd you’re not?

ALYSSA

Bryan, we’ve got more than enough cash right now. Give it a rest.

BRYAN

Well...not that much.

ALYSSAWhat the hell do you mean?

BRYAN

Between the new clothes and TIB, it’s just t -

ALYSSA

(cutting him off)Stop.

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ALYSSA (CONT’D)You know what, I changed my mind, don’t tell me. Not now.

Bryan nods.

BRYANI’m just worried, that’s all.

ALYSSA

Well, stop worrying because I’m gonna call an Uber.

He nods again. They head out into the living room where Grant’s watching the Joe Rogan podcast live stream.

GRANTWow, look at you two!

ALYSSA

Not too bad, right? She spins.

ALYSSA(re: Dress)

Got it on sale.

GRANTBet his tux wasn’t.

BRYAN

(shrugging)Gotta look the part.

ALYSSA

(checking her phone)It’s here, ready?

BRYAN

Hold down the fort, Grant.

GRANTOnly if you two have fun at prom.

As they slide into the Uber -

BRYANShit, forgot my phone. Be right back.

He bounds upstairs, and through the window we see Bryan and Grant talking, at first casually, but then more seriously. But soon he’s back in the car.

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BRYANGot it. Let’s go.

Alyssa puts her hand on Bryan’s. He smiles.

INT. THE PLAZA HOTEL - LATER They emerge inside, and it’s magnificent. Alyssa’s dress is a sore thumb amongst a sea of designer gowns and couture dresses.

BRYANThis is incredible.

ALYSSA

(self-consciously)Maybe I shouldn’t have gone with the sale rack.

BRYAN

(distractedly) You look great.

Bryan waves to someone as Tom approaches.

TOMGlad you two could make it. What do you think?

ALYSSA

I thought Il Palazzo was the best it could get, but I was wrong.

TOM

Just wait until you try the cocktails. Care to join me?

ALYSSA

Sure. I’m gonna hold off on the drinks though, my stomach’s not feeling to great. Bryan?

BRYAN

You go, ‘Lys. I’ll catch up later. Bryan goes off and chats, somehow knowing people here. Time passes as drinks are downed by everyone but Alyssa and celebrity after celebrity are introduced, including Tom’s gorgeous wife Kelly Reynolds. People bid small fortunes on her artwork. But now, everyone’s happily conversing.

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ALYSSA(to Tom)

Excuse me, I’m going to see what my husband’s up to.

She spots him at the bar with a 5 foot 10 swan of a women. Her gown was definitely not off the sale rack. The two are chatting with a bit too much ease.

ALYSSA(putting her hand on Bryan’s shoulder)

Hey babe, who’s this?

BRYAN(clearly tipsy)

Oh ‘Lys, hey. This is Selene. She just got back from the Off White fashion show. It was in the Himalayas, isn’t that cool?

ALYSSA

(spitefully)Hi, Selene. I’m his wife, Alyssa.

SELENE

(with some posh foreign accent)

Nice to meet you. Selene and Bryan then continue talking as if Alyssa’s not there. She grows angry, storming off. Maybe Bryan will chase after her? Nope. Instead, it’s Tom that finds her next.

TOMAlyssa! Your presence has been requested.

ALYSSA

Where at?

TOMWait till you see this.

They head up the elevator. Where are they going?

TOM(pushing open doors)

Welcome to the penthouse. She thought the people downstairs were famous, but it’s nothing compared to the people up here. Her face reflects it.

ALYSSAOh my god.

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They shout at Alyssa like she’s an old friend: Egg girl! Mama Gooey! She the Yolk pimp, man! Is this real? She’s having fun! Tom keeps asking: Are you sure you don’t want a drink. Positive? He’s maybe having a bit too much fun. The two lounge on the velvet couch, Alyssa still sober.

TOM(drunkenly)

Where your husband?

ALYSSAGod knows where.

TOM

To tell you the truth, I’m not his biggest fan.

ALYSSA

Tonight I’m not either.

TOMYou’re not like him.

(then)Can I show you something?

Alyssa nods. She likes Tom. He’s now leading her down a hall. He opens the door to a dark bedroom so she can peek in. Inside, celebrities are scattered everywhere, all passed out with grins on their faces. It’s all too familiar.

TOMThey’re on yolk. It’s all you.

Alyssa smile quickly fades.

ALYSSAWhat? How’d they get that?

TOM

Your husband brought some. (then)

Oh. You didn’t know?

ALYSSAI told him not to.

TOM

I’m sorry.

ALYSSANo, it’s not your fault.

(then) That fucker.

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Tom closes the door and leans into Alyssa. But her mind’s now somewhere else.

TOM(seductively)

I bet we could do it.

ALYSSA(distractedly)

What?

TOMMake some.

ALYSSA

What are you saying?

TOMI’m saying that I’d treat you better than him. We could become legends. Richer than the Escobars!

ALYSSA

What? No, no.

TOMIf you realized how much money we could make, you would.

He leans in as if to tell her a secret.

TOMI saw him with that girl.

ALYSSA

Stop. I want to leave. Tom pins her against the wall. He’s kissing her forcefully.

ALYSSAStop!

He keeps going until - POW! Alyssa’s slapped him “that’s gonna leave a handprint” hard.

TOM(seething in pain)

YOU LITTLE BITCH! I’ll end you! She takes off, tramping over the bottom of her dress. He’s not chasing her, not after that slap. But he does yell:

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TOM(shouting down the hallway)

Face it - Your husband only wants you for your magical cunt!

It’s pure adrenaline for Alyssa. Down the hall. Out of the penthouse. Pound the elevator button. C’mon. C’mon. Finally, a ding. Into the elevator. Ground floor. The doors shut. As soon as she’s going down, sobs overtake her body.

ALYSSA(muttering to herself)

Keep it together! DING. Back downstairs. Three deep breaths, then out the elevator. Bryan, Bryan, where are you? There! Still with Selene. It doesn’t matter. She’s too scared to be jealous.

ALYSSABryan! We need to leave!

BRYAN

(Hammered)Heyyy. Wasssupp?

ALYSSA

Something’s happened. Let’s go.

BRYANIt’s just gettin’ good over hereeee!

ALYSSA

(yelling)Please!

BRYAN

Babe, calm down.

ALYSSAFuck you!

Fighting is not an option, so instead it’s flight. She runs. Outside, the sobs let loose. Once as far from that hotel as humanly possible in those heels, Alyssa plops herself on the curb, sobbing. Some ask if she’s ok, but no one disturbs her - it’s 5th Ave after all, nothing out of the ordinary. Once she’s able to function enough -

ALYSSA(pulling herself up)

Taxi! She throws herself in, defeated. The driver’s a women, thank God.

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TAXI DRIVERYou alright, hon?

ALYSSA

Not really.

TAXI DRIVERWhere to?

ALYSSA

451 Oak St. They’re off, but Alyssa can’t stop crying - the ugly kind. Thankfully, the driver doesn’t ask. Finally, peace and quiet...

TAXI DRIVERRise n’ shine.

They’d arrived in Queens an hour later. Alyssa awakes. Where’s her phone and wallet? Based on the now frantic scrambling, not in the taxi.

TAXI DRIVERNo chahge, honey. God knows you’ve had a worse night than me.

ALYSSA

You sure? Manhattan to Queens is a long way. I can just run inside and -

TAXI DRIVER

No, no. Don’t sweat it. You go get some shut eye, now.

ALYSSA

(genuinely grateful)Thank you.

TAXI DRIVER

(winking)Us girls gotta stick togetha, right?

ALYSSA

Right. The spare key’s thankfully inside the ceramic Bigfoot on the deck. She’s too tired do anything besides plop on the couch and sleep. END SCENE

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INT. LIVING ROOM - 8 AM CREAKKKK. Bryan slides through the door, trying to be quiet. It’s not quiet enough. Alyssa’s a light sleeper.

BRYAN(still in his suit)

Didn’t think you’d be out here. Alyssa’s on her feet, pushing him into the wall.

ALYSSAHow fucking stupid do you think I am?

BRYAN

What?

ALYSSAYou sold last night?

(then)Did you?

BRYAN

Yeah, I’m sorry.

ALYSSA(yelling)

You’re not sorry. You’re never sorry.

BRYAN

You just don’t kn -

ALYSSAYou’re not sorry it’s 8 AM and you’re just coming home or that you PROMISED me you wouldn’t sell and you did or that you fucked that foreign bitch last night behind my back.

BRYAN

What?

ALYSSAMaybe zip your pants next time, you dumb fuck.

Bryan looks down. It’s the nail in the coffin.

BRYANLook, I’m sorry.

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ALYSSAEnough sorrys!

Alyssa storms down the hallway but Bryan keeps yelling after her.

BRYANI know what you did!

ALYSSA

What I did? Tell me, what did I do?

BRYAN

Grant told me! You’re a fucking backstabber, throwing eggs away and lying about it right to my face.

Alyssa turned around to reenter the battle. Now Bryan’s matched her anger.

ALYSSAIt was destroying us, what was I supposed to do? You don’t care about me, or your dad, or having a family. All you care about is money!

BRYAN

And all you care about is having children, always kids, kids, kids! But it doesn’t matter, Alyssa, when are you gonna realize? No amount of children can make up for the fact that your parents left you to rot on your own!

ALYSSA

Take that back!

BRYANDeny it all you want, but you know it’s true!

ALYSSA

So that’s how you wanna play? She takes off for the kitchen and opens the safe in the fridge. It’s got around 8 eggs.

BRYANWhat are you doing??

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK. Alyssa’s throwing them on the floor.

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BRYANWhat the fuck! Stop, stop!

ALYSSA

(still throwing the eggs)I hate you!

Bryan grabs her, but she’s ready, retaliating by shoving an egg into his mouth so hard it cracks open. His wide eyes tell us he knows what’s about to happen. Bryan grows weak. Eyes glaze over. A smile erupts. Then with a THUD, he hits the floor. Stillness. He’d been yolked.

ALYSSA(getting up)

Fuck you. She grabs some egg goop off the floor and storms into Grant’s room. He grumbles awake, but she’s too fast.

GRANTWhat’s going on out t -

She shoves the yolk into his mouth.

GRANTAhhhh!

ALYSSA

Fuck you too. Grant’s out. Soon Alyssa’s in the bedroom closet. She’s got a suitcase and the shoebox of cash hidden under the bed. Soon it’s inside the suitcase along with some other essentials. Finally, she grabs Bryan’s phone and it’s full speed out the door. There’s message from an unknown number: Thanks for a good night. Probably Selene. Doesn’t matter now. She dials a number as she runs. RING. RING. Then -

V.OHi, you’ve reached Save the Children, would you like to make a donation today?

ALYSSA

(urgently)Mallory! Can you connect me to Tiffany? It’s urgent.

(then)No, it’s not reemployment...

She continues as we CUT TO the trashcan in the bathroom. We zoom in and see a pregnancy test, now discarded. It’s POSITIVE.

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O.S.So what happened then?

INT. DINER - MORNING

ALYSSA(playfully)

I started my new life with you. A laugh escapes the girl sitting across from an older Alyssa. She’ll come to be known as LINDA. They’ve got the same big brown eyes. The two sit in a neon-colored booth, breakfasts nearly finished. Alyssa’s got a fruit bowl, Linda’s has a nearly gone omelette.

LINDA(jokingly)

And what happened to your “husband?”

ALYSSA

(fantastically)I don’t know. But rumor has it he’s as terrible as the day I left him.

Linda smirks, raising her eyebrows.

LINDA(laughing)

And that’s why you don’t like eggs? You could’ve just said you didn’t like them when I offered you a bite.

ALYSSA

Now what’s the fun in that?

LINDAYou’ve got a wild imagination mom.

ALYSSA

You’re just jealous. Alyssa picks up the specials menu in the napkin holder, superficially studying it.

ALYSSA Want anything else?

LINDA

We’ve been here two hours! Let’s go.

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ALYSSAAlright, alright. This place was a good find, yeah?

Linda nods and they head to the register.

CASHIERIt’s gonna be $13.49 today.

ALYSSA

Here you are. She forks over an Visa. The cashier lingers on it.

CASHIERYou’re Alyssa Peckter? As in the children’s author?

ALYSSA

Guilty.

CASHIERMy daughter loves your books! The illustrations are just amazing.

ALYSSA

Thank you so much.

CASHIERShe’s gonna be thrilled that I met you.

(then)Oh, apologies, just sign this and you’re good to go.

ALYSSA

(signing the receipt)No problem.

CASHIER

Have a good day.

ALYSSAYou too.

The two head out, the bell of the door clanging in their wake. CUT TO BLACK THE END

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