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2012-04-20 15:56:31
[12 years, 221 days ago]

OFFICE SPACE

Starring

Ron Livingston (Peter), Jennifer Aniston (Joanna), Ajay Naidu (Samir), David Herman (Michael), and Gary Cole (Bill

Written by:

Transcribed by

Jean Liew

[Scene: A highway. There's a huge traffic jam. Peter drives forward a bit at a time and he sees an old man with a walker on the sidewalk. The lane next to his is moving, so he switches lanes, only to have it stop and the lane he was on move. He switches back and then it happens again. The old man is now ahead of him.]

Cut to Michael, who's rapping along with the radio. A black guy selling papers walks by and he shuts the windows and turns down the volume. He passes and he turns it back up again.

Cut to Samir. He grabs the steering wheel and shakes it in frustration.

SAMIR Motherf - shit - sonofa - ass!! I just -

He hits the steering wheel.

Cut to Milton at a bus stop. TN

He mumbles his coming lines, as he does with all his lines.

MILTON It's late again. If I'm there late again, I will be dismissed.

[Scene: Initech parking lot. Bill drives into his special spot. (Reserved for Bill Lumbergh) He turns on the alarm for his Porsche (license plate: MY PRSHE) and walks in. Peter walks in too.]

Cut to inside. Peter pauses at the door and slowly reaches out to touch the metal handle. It gives him a shock and he enters.

Cut to the cubicles. Peter goes into his. He picks up papers, turns on the computer and sits down.

NINA Corporate Counsels Payroll, Nina speaking. Just a moment.

(repeats that over and over)

Bill comes up to Peter.

BILL Hello, Peter. What's happening? Uh… we have sort of a problem here. Yeah. You apparently didn't put one of the new coversheets on your TPS reports.

PETER Oh, yeah. I'm sorry about that. I, I forgot.

BILL MMMM..YEAH. YOU SEE, WE'RE PUTTING THE COVERSHEETS ON ALL TPS REPORTS NOW BEFORE THEY GO OUT. DID YOU SEE THE MEMO ABOUT THIS?

PETER Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I've got the memo right here, but, uh, uh, I just forgot. But, uh, it's not shipping out until tomorrow, so there's no problem.

BILL Yeah. If you could just go ahead and make sure you do that from now on, that will be great. And Uh, I'll go ahead and make sure you get another copy of that memo Mmmm, Ok?

He walks away.

PETER Yeah, yeah, I've got the memo, I've got -

He picks it up but Bill's at another cubicle.

BILL Hello, Phil. What's happening?

Peter tries to read his papers, but a loud radio (news) is bothering him. He stands up and sees it's Milton.

PETER Milton? Uh, could you turn that down just a little bit?

MILTON Uh, they said I could listen to the radio at a reasonable volume from nine to eleven while I'm collating….

PETER But, no, no, no. I know you're allowed to, I was just thinking, like a personal favor, y'know?

MILTON I, I told Bill that if Sandra's going to listen to her headphones while she' working, I can listen to the radio while I'm collating -

PETER Ok.

MILTON So I don't see why -

PETER Ok.

MILTON The radio, I can't -

PETER Yeah! All right!

He sits down.

MILTON I enjoy listening to the radio at a reasonable volume from nine to eleven.

Dom walks up.

DOM Hello, Peter. What's happening? (Big smile)We need to talk about your TPS reports.

PETER Yeah. The coversheet. I know, I know. Uh, Bill talked to me about it.

DOM Yeah. Uh, did you get that memo?

PETER Yeah. (holds it up) I got the memo. And I understand the policy. The problem is, I just forgot this time. And I've already taken care of it so it's not a problem anymore.

Dom nods.

DOM Yeah. It's just that we're putting new coversheets on all the TPS reports before now before they go out now. So I'd really appreciate it if you could just remember to do that. from now on. That'd be great.

He walks away. Peter's phone rings and he answers it.

PETER Peter Gibbons. (listens) Yes. (listens) I have the memo.

[Scene Another part of the room. Paper jams in the printer.]

SAMIR Oh no! Not again! Why does it say paper jam when there is no paper jam?!! I, I swear to God, one of these days, I, I, I just kick this piece of shit out the window!!!

MICHAEL you and me both, man. The thing is lucky I'm not armed.

Samir grabs the paper out, tearing off the bottom part of it.

SAMIR Piece of shit!!

Nina comes with papers.

NINA Sam...ire...Na...Na...Naga...

Samir gets it.

NINA Uh-huh!

SAMIR Please.

He sits in his and Michael's cubicle.

NINA Michael… - (Michael reaches for it) Bolton?

MICHAEL That's me.

NINA Wow! Is that your real name?

MICHAEL Yeah.

NINA So are you related to the singer guy?

MICHAEL No, it's just a coincidence.

SAMIR How come no one in this country can pronounce my name right? It's Na- gee-een-ah-jah. Nagaenajar

MICHAEL At least your name isn't Michael Bolton.

SAMIR Michael, there's nothing wrong with that name.

MICHAEL There was nothing wrong with it. Until I was about nine years old and that no-talent assclown became famous and started winning Grammys.

SAMIR Well, why don't just go by Mike, instead of Michael?

MICHAEL WHY SHOULD I CHANGE IT? HE'S THE ONE WHO SUCKS.

Peter comes up to their cubicle.

PETER HEY GUYS.

MICHAEL What's up G?

PETER Wanna go to Chotchkie's, get some coffee?

SAMIR It's a little early...

PETER I gotta get out of here. I think I'm gonna lose it.

NINA Uh oh. Sounds like somebody's got a case of the Mondays.

[Scene Chotchkie's. They're sitting at a booth thing.]

PETER Boy. I tell ya, one of these days... One of these days it's gonna be like

He mimics a machine gun. Brian, a waiter, does it too, in Peter's face.

BRIAN (LAUGHS) SO CAN I GET YOU GENTLEMEN SOMETHING MORE TO DRINK? OR MAYBE SOMETHING TO NIBBLE ON? SOME PIZZA SHOOTERS, SHRIMP POPPERS, OR EXTREME FAJITAS.

PETER Just coffee.

BRIAN Oh. Sounds like a case of the Mondays.

He goes to take some more orders.

PETER What if we're still doing this when we're 50?

SAMIR It could be nice to have that kind of job security.

PETER Lumbergh's gonna have me work on Saturday, I, I can tell already. I'm doing it because, because, uh, I'm a big pussy. Which is why I work at Initech to begin with.

MICHAEL Uh, I work at Initech and I don't consider myself a pussy, ok?

SAMIR Yes, I am also not a pussy.

MICHAEL I'm gonna find out the hard way that I'm not a pussy if they don't start treating us software people better.

SAMIR That's right.

MICHAEL They don't understand. I could come up with a program that could rip that place off big time…big time.

PETER Yeah.

Cut to Joanna, a pretty waitress.

Cut back to the guys.

PETER Oh, there she is.

SAMIR Peter, you, you always talk about this girl. If you're so obsessed with her, why don't you just ask her out?

PETER Because I'm just another asshole customer. You can't just walk up to a waitress and ask her out. (cut to Joanna, and back to them) Plus, I'm still trying to work it out with Anne. Oh, that reminds me. I'm not going to be able to play poker with you guys on Friday.

MICHAEL Why not?

PETER Uh, I have to see this occupational hypnotherapist with Anne.

MICHAEL Dude! An occupational hypnotherapist?!

PETER Anne wants me to go. She thinks it might help. Y'know, sometimes I just think, I keep thinking that she's cheating on me.

MICHAEL Yeah. I know what you mean.

SAMIR Yeah.

PETER What is that supposed to mean?

MICHAEL Nothing. Why don't you just tell Anne you're not into hypnosis and you want to play poker with us?

PETER Ah, I can't do that. She might get all pissed off at me. Besides, I think the guy might be able to help. He did help Anne lose weight.

SAMIR Peter, she's anorexic.

PETER Yeah, I know. The guy's really good.

MICHAEL An occupational hypnotherapist isn't going to help you solve any of your problems. And speaking of problems, what's this I hear about you having problems with your TPS reports?

SAMIR Yeah. Didn't you get that memo?

Peter sighs.

[Scene Outside Initech. Tom, another employee, runs across the street, towards Samir, Peter and Michael.]

TOM Hey! Hey, guys! Samir!!

SAMIR Is that Tom Smykowski?

PETER What's he doing?

MICHAEL Oh, probably working on another heart attack.

TOM Have you guys see this?

He hands them a piece of paper.

MICHAEL What? It's the staff meeting. So what?

TOM We're all screwed, that's what. They're gonna downsize Initech.

SAMIR Oh, what are you talking about Tom? How do you know that?

TOM They're bringing in a consultant - that's how I know. That's what this staff meeting is all about! That's what happened at Initrode last year. You have an interview with a consultant and they bring in efficiency experts. You're interviewing for your own job!

MICHAEL Tom, every week you say you're losing your job and you're still here.

TOM I'm going to be the first one they're gonna lay off. Just the thought of having to go to the State Unemployment Office and having to stand in line with those scumbags!!!

[Scene Michael and Samir's cubicle. They're sitting there worrying.]

MICHAEL Shit. Shit.

TOM You know there are people in this world who don't have to put up with all this shit? Like that guy that invented the pet rock. You see, that's what you have to do. You have to use your mind and come up with some really great idea like that and you never have to work again!

MICHAEL I don't think the pet rock was really such a good idea.

TOM The guy made a million dollars! Y'know… I had an idea like that once.

PETER Really? What was it, Tom?

TOM Well, all right. It was a Jump… to Conclusions-mat. You see, it would be this mat that you would put on the floor and it would have different conclusions written on it that you could…jump to.

MICHAEL That is the worse idea I've ever heard in my life, Tom.

SAMIR Yes, yes, it's horrible…this idea….

TOM Ah, look. I, I gotta get outta here. I'll see you guys later, if I still have a job.

He goes to his cubicle.

PETER Our high school guidance counselor used to ask us what you would do if we had a million dollars and didn't have to work. And invariably, whatever we would say, that was supposed to be our careers. If you wanted to build cars, then you're supposed to be an auto mechanic.

SAMIR So what did you say?

PETER I never had an answer. I guess that's why I'm working at Initech.

MICHAEL No, you're working at Initech because that question is bullshit to begin with. (The printer is not working) If that quiz worked, there would be no janitors, because no one would clean shit up if they had a million dollars.

SAMIR Well, I would invest half of it in ??? Mutual Funds and give the rest of it to my friend, Saheib, in Securities.

MICHAEL Samir, the point of the exercise is that you could figure out what you want to do. And then… (reads the printer's display) "PC load letter"?!! What the fuck does that mean?!!

He knocks off the paper tray.

[Scene Peter's apartment. He enters, tired, and sits down on the couch. He then turns on the TV.]

LAWRENCE (V/O, FROM NEXT DOOR) HEY PETER-MAN! CHECK OUT CHANNEL NINE! IT'S THE BREAST EXAM! CHECK OUT THIS CHICK!

PETER Lawrence, can't you just pretend like we can't hear each other through the wall?

LAWRENCE Oh! I'm sorry man, is Anne over there or something?

PETER No! But if you just want to talk to me, just come over.

Lawrence does so; it takes him like ten seconds.

LAWRENCE Hey man. Check this out, dude.

He changes channels a bunch of times

Pepsi commercial, a soap opera and another show. He stops on breast exam.

PETER Oh geez, Lawrence.

LAWRENCE I'm sorry, man. I thought you'd wanna see this. Doesn't this chick look like Anne?

PETER Yeah, a little bit.

LAWRENCE Hey, she hasn't been over here in a while. You two still going out?

PETER I guess, yeah. I, I don't know. Sometimes I get the feeling that she's cheating on me.

LAWRENCE Yeah, I get that feeling too, man.

PETER What do you mean by that?

LAWRENCE I don't know , man, I just get that feeling looking at her, like - I'm sorry, man. Look, I, I, I, I, I, I'm talking out of my ass. I don't know.

He gets up.

PETER It's ok. I just had a rough day.

LAWRENCE Tell me about it, man. (sits on the couch) I gotta wake my ass up at six AM every day of this week and drag myself up to Vascalinas. Yeah, I'm doing the drywall up there at the new McDonalds.

PETER Let me ask you something. When you come in on Mondays, and you're not feeling too well, does anybody ever come up to you and say "sounds like someone's got a case of the Mondays"?

LAWRENCE No. No, man, shit, no, man. I believe you get your ass kicked for sayin' something like that, man.

PETER Huh.

LAWRENCE We still going fishing this weekend?

PETER Nah. Lumbergh's gonna make me come in this Saturday. I know it.

LAWRENCE Well, you can get out of that easily.

PETER Yeah, how?

LAWRENCE (Gets up) Well, when you work on an Saturday, he generally asks you at the end of the day, right? (gets a beer) So all you have to do is avoid him – (peter offers him a bottle cap remover) That's all right, i got one – (he gets on from his pocket) The last few hours of the day. And turn off your answering machine, you should be home free then.

PETER That's a really good idea. (sits on the couch) Lawrence, what would you do if you had a million dollars?

He sits down.

LAWRENCE I'll tell you what I'll do, man--Two chicks at the same time.

Peter laughs.

PETER That's it? If you had a million dollars, that's what you'd do, two chicks at the same time?

LAWRENCE Damn straight, man. I've always wanted to do that. I figure if I were a millionaire, I could hook that up. Chicks dig guys with money.

PETER Well not all chicks….

LAWRENCE Well, the type that double up on a guy like me do.

PETER Good point.

LAWRENCE NOW, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

PETER Besides two chicks at the same time?

LAWRENCE Oh yeah.

PETER Nothing.

LAWRENCE Nothing, huh?

PETER I would relax, I would sit on my ass all day, I would do nothing.

LAWRENCE You don't need a million dollars to do nothing, man. Take a look at my cousin. He's broke and don't do shit.

[Scene Peter's room. He's in bed and he keeps hearing voices.]

NINA Corporate payroll, Nina speaking. Just a moment. Corporate payroll, Nina speaking. Just a moment. Corporate payroll, Nina speaking. Just a moment.

Peter buries his head in his pillow.

[Scene The staff meeting. Peter's watch reads Friday 12, 10:37. Everyone's standing outside their cubicles. There's a banner that says "Is This Good for the COMPANY?"]

BILL So you should ask yourself, with every decision that you make (points to the banner) Is this good for the company? Am I helping the best way that I can for the company...

PETER Is that the guy?

TOM Yeah...

BILL Good. Well, uh, I'd like to, uh, welcome a new member to our team. Uh, Bob Slydell. Yeah. Uh, he is, uh, a consultant. Yeah. He is a consultant. (Tom shakes his head) He'll be helping us out a little here, asking some questions, making sure things go a little more smoothly. Yeah. Oh and remember, next Friday is Hawaiian shirt day! So, y'know, if you want to, go ahead and uh, wear a Hawaiian shirt and jeans.

[Scene Milton's cubicle, under the banner. He's on the phone with Peter.]

MILTON I, I don't care if they, if they lay me off either, because I, I told Bill that if he moves my desk one more time, then, then I'm quitting. I'm going to quit. And I told Dom too because they've moved my desk four times. I used to be by the window, where I could see the squirrels and they were merry. But then they switched from the Swingline to the Boston stapler, but I kept my Swingline. (he's holding his red Swingline) (Camera pans to Peter) They have my staples for the Boston and I kept the staples from the Swingline stapler.

PETER Ok, Milton.

MILTON And if, if they take my stapler, I will, I will set this building on fire.

PETER Oh, that's great. I will talk to you later.

He hangs up and looks at his watch

4:45. Peter looks around and sees Bill. He ducks and peeks to see Bill talking with some workers. He quickly tries to save his files, but the computer is slower than he'd like. Bill is talking to other guys.

PETER Oh, come on! (it finished saving, but starts to save another file) Oh, for crying out -!

He peeks over the wall again. The computer finally finished saving and he turns it off. He peeks over the wall but Bill's not there. He gets ready to leave and almost runs into Bill.

BILL Hello Peter. What's happening? Um, I'm gonna need you go ahead and come in tomorrow. So if you could be here around nine, that would be great. (starts to walk away) Oh, oh, yea…I forgot. I'm gonna also need you to come in Sunday too. We, uh, lost some people this week and we need to sorta catch up. Thanks.

[Scene Outside the clinic. A sign says

Hypnotherapist; Dr. Swanson, CCS; Anxiety, Depression, Marriage, Weight Loss, Smoking, Insurance

Cut to inside. Anne is with Peter. Opposite them are Dr. Swanson and two other patients.

PETER So I'm sitting in my cubicle today and I realized that ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So it means that every single day you see me, that's on the worse day of my life.

DR. SWANSON What about today? Is today the worse day of your life?

PETER Yeah.

DR. SWANSON Oh, that's bad stuff.

PETER I'm sorry.

DR. SWANSON Ok.

PETER But is there any way that you, you could just sock me out so there's no way that I'll know I'm at work? Right here? (points to his head) Can I just come home and think I've been fishing all day or something?

DR. SWANSON That's really not what I do, Peter. However, the good news is, I think I can help you. I want you to do something for me, Peter. (dims the lights) I want you to try and relax. I want you to relax every muscle in your body, from your toes to your fingertips. Now I want you to relax your legs. You're going to begin to feel your eyelids getting heavy as you slip deeper and deeper into a state of complete relaxation. the air of concerns to you is disappearing. Deeper, way down, your concerns about your job melts away. Way, way down. Now when I count backwards from three, you'll be in a state of complete relaxation. your worries, cares and ambitions will be gone. And you will remain in that state until I snap my fingers. Three. Deeper and deeper. Way down, way down. Two. Way down. One.

He faints out of the chair and everyone rushes to his aid.

ANNE Oh my God, Dr. Swanson! Ooh! Ooh! Is he dead? Oh!

She runs to get help. Peter just sits there and smiles. The hypnosis thing apparently worked...

[Scene Peter's bedroom. Saturday morning, 8:00. His alarm clock beeps and he sits up. He looks at the clock and decides to go back to sleep.]

Cut to later. Peter's still asleep. The phone rings and the answering machine picks up.

BILL Yah, hi. It's Bill Lundbergh. It's about ten o' clock, uh, wondering where you are.

Cut to later. Peter's still asleep. The phone rings again.

BILL ON MACHINE) YEAH, HI, IT'S BILL LUMBERGH AGAIN. I JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE YOU KNEW THAT WE, UH, DID START AT THE, UH, USUAL TIME THIS MORNING. (PETER ROLLS OVER...) YEAH, IT ISN'T A HALF DAY OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. SO IF YOU COULD GET HERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, THAT WOULD BE TERRIFIC.

Cut to later. Peter finally gets up. The answering machine has seventeen messages. He listens to them.

BILL Yeah, hi, it's Bill Lum -

Next message

BILL Yeah, it's -

Next message

BILL Yeah, hi, it's Bill Lumbergh -

Next message

BILL Yeah, it's me again. Uh, I was away from my desk for a minute. Just checking in case you called while I was gone.

The phone rings. Peter answers it.

PETER Hello?

ANNE Peter, what's going on?!

PETER Huh?

ANNE It's 3:30. Why aren't you at work?!

PETER Because I didn't feel like it.

ANNE Peter, what is wrong with you?! First, you sit there while Dr. Swanson dies and you just walk out of the car and embarrass me in front of my friends. Don't blame this on hypnosis either. That's total bull!

Peter hangs up but Anne calls back.

ANNE ANSWERING MACHINE) LISTEN, ASSHOLE. NO ONE HANGS UP ON ME. WE'RE THROUGH!!! AND –HA- ONE MORE THING. I'VE BEEN CHEATING ON YOU!!!! (BEEP

Peter gets back into bed.

[Scene Initech. Another staff meeting.]

BILL From now on, you use the time sheets if you work on two or more job codes and you need the extra columns to fit it all in. Otherwise, use the old time sheets...

TOM Where's Peter? How come he didn't show up this weekend?

MICHAEL I, I don't know.

BILL ...it would really, really help us out.

MICHAEL POINTS) WHO'S THAT GUY?

BILL So, uh, any questions?

[Scene Chotchkie's. Peter enters and goes up to Joanna at the counter.]

PETER Hi, I'm Peter.

JOANNA Hi. How can I help you?

PETER What are you doing for lunch today?

JOANNA Well, our specials are barbecued chicken - it's actually right over there on the board. (points) Excuse me.

She goes to take orders.

BRIAN Hey! Look who's back! Table for three, to -

Peter shoves him out of his way and goes over to Joanna.

PETER I was asking what you were doing for lunch. Would you like to have lunch with me?

JOANNA Oh, are you serious? Yeah, I don't , I don't think I'm supposed to do that.

PETER Oh. I'll tell you what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna go next door and get a table and if you'd like to join me, no big deal. All right? And if not, that's cool too. Ok?

He starts to walk away.

JOANNA Uh, when you say "next door", do you mean Chili's or Flingers?

PETER Flingers.

JOANNA Ok.

[Scene Initech. Bob Slydell and Bob Porter are interviewing Tom.]

BOB SLYDELL So what you do is you take the specifications from the customers and you bring them down to the software engineers?

TOM That, that's right.

BOB PORTER Well, then I gotta ask, then why can't the customers just take the specifications directly to the software people, huh?

TOM Well, uh, uh, uh, because, uh, engineers are not good at dealing with customers.

BOB SLYDELL You physically take the specs from the customer?

TOM Well, no, my, my secretary does that, or, or the fax.

BOB SLYDELL Ah.

BOB PORTER Then you must physically bring them to the software people.

TOM Well...no. Yeah, I mean, sometimes.

BOB SLYDELL Well, what would you say… you do here?

TOM Well, look, I already told you. I deal with the goddamn customers so the engineers don't have to!! I have people skills!! I am good at dealing with people!!! Can't you understand that?!? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!!!!!!!

CUT TO THE CUBICLES. TOM EXITS THE INTERVIEW ROOM AND MICHAEL ENTERS.

Cut to inside.

BOB SLYDELL Let's see. You're Michael...Bolton?

He nods.

BOB PORTER Is that your real name?

MICHAEL Yeah.

BOB PORTER Are you in any relation to the pop singer?

MICHAEL It's just a coincidence.

BOB SLYDELL LAUGHS) TO BE HONEST WITH YOU, I LOVE HIS MUSIC. I DO . I AM A MICHAEL BOLTON FAN. FOR MY MONEY, I DON'T THINK IT GETS ANY BETTER THAN WHEN HE SINGS WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN.

BOB PORTER I mean you must really love his music.

MICHAEL Yeah. Yeah…he, he, he's pretty, he's pretty good, I guess.

BOB SLYDELL You're GOD DAMN right he is.

They laugh.

BOB PORTER So tell me. What's your favorite song of his?

MICHAEL Hmm. I, I, I don't know. I mean, I guess, I sorta like 'em all.

The Bobs laugh.

BOB SLYDELL HA HA! I feel the exact same way, but it must be hard for you, I mean, having the same name as him. I celebrate the guy's entire catalogue. But anyway, let's get down to business, Michael!

MICHAEL You, you know, you can just call me Mike.

They stare at him.

[Scene Flingers. Peter is saving a table and Joanna enters.]

JOANNA Hi.

PETER Hey.

JOANNA I wonder if they will let me wear this in here.

PETER I think it would be ok. Would you like to sit down?

He motions to a chair.

JOANNA Ok. (does so) Wow. This place is really nice.

PETER Yeah, is it?

JOANNA Oh my God, compared to Chotchkie's. I like the uniforms better anyways.

PETER I like yours.

JOANNA Nah. (makes a face

Peter looks at the buttons' wearing on his suspender. One says We're not in Kansas anymore. The one underneath says POOF.

PETER "We're not in Kansas anymore."

JOANNA Yeah. Really. (laughs

PETER It's on your - (points

JOANNA Oh! That's, uh, that's uh, my pieces of flair.

PETER What are pieces of flair?

JOANNA That's where you know, suspenders and buttons and all sorts of stuff. We're, uh, we're actually required to wear fifteen pieces of flair. quite stupid actually.

PETER Do you get to pick them out yourself?

JOANNA Yeah. Yeah. Although I didn't actually choose these. I, uh, I just grabbed fifteen buttons and, uh, I don't even know what they say! Y'know, I don't really care. I don't really like talking about my flair.

PETER Ok.

JOANNA So, where do you work, uh, Peter?

PETER Initech.

JOANNA And, uh, what do you do there, Peter?

PETER I sit in a cubicle and I update bank software for the 2000 switch.

JOANNA NODS) WHAT'S THAT?

PETER You see, they wrote all this bank software and to save space, they put 98 instead of 1998. So I go through these thousands of lines of code and uh, it doesn't really matter. I, uh, I don't like my job. I don't think I'm gonna go anymore.

JOANNA You're just not gonna go?

PETER Yeah.

JOANNA Won't you get fired?

PETER I don't know. But I really don't like it so I'm not gonna go.

JOANNA LAUGHS) SO YOU'RE GONNA QUIT?

PETER No, no, not really. I'm just gonna stop going.

JOANNA When did you decide all that?

PETER About a week ago.

JOANNA Really?

PETER Oh, yeah.

JOANNA Ok. So, so you're gonna get another job?

PETER I don't think I 'd like another job.

JOANNA LAUGHS) SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT MONEY AND BILLS?

PETER Y'know, I never really liked paying bill? I don't think I'll do that either.

JOANNA LAUGHS) SO WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?

PETER I want to take you out for dinner and then I wanna go to my apartment and watch Kung Fu. Did you ever watch Kung Fu?

Joanna gets a weird look on her face.

JOANNA I love Kung Fu...

PETER Channel 39.

JOANNA Totally...

PETER You should come over and watch Kung Fu tonight.

JOANNA Ok...

PETER Great.

JOANNA Ok. Can we order lunch first?

PETER Yeah.

JOANNA Ok.

[Scene Milton's cubicle. He hears bill talking and eavesdrops.]

BILL ...stapler off my desk...

Milton puts his Swingline stapler somewhere else. The guys laugh.

BILL ...anyway, sounds great, Bob. I'll see you in a few. (they walk off) Hey, Milton, what's happening?

MILTON Uh...sir...

BILL Uh, I'm going to have to ask you to move your desk. Now, if you could get it to go as far back against that wall as possible, that would be great.

MILTON No, no, because I was, I was -

BILL That way, we'll have some room for more boxes and things we need to put in here.

MILTON No...sir...

BILL Uh (sees the Swingline) Oh there it is.

MILTON No. No.

BILL Let me just get that from ya. (picks it up) Great. So if you could get to that as soon as possible, that would be terrific. Have a nice lunch, Milton. Bye.

He walks off.

MILTON Ok. I'll set the building on fire.

[Scene Hallway at Initech. Peter enters in casual clothes. Milton walks up to him.]

MICHAEL Peter!

PETER Michael!

MICHAEL What the hell's going on, man? I thought you were going to come in here and start shooting.

PETER I just came to get my address book. I'm not gonna stay. I've got a number I don't wanna lose.

MICHAEL What?! Peter, you're in deep shit! You were supposed to come in on Saturday. What were you doing?

PETER Michael, I did nothing. I did absolutely nothing and it was everything that I thought it could be.

MICHAEL Well, I hope you have a better story than that for Lumbergh. You know, you're supposed to be having your interview right now with the consultants.

PETER Who?

He writes down Joanna's number.

MICHAEL What has gotten into you?

PETER Oh yeah. Right.

MICHAEL Peter, Peter you, gotta postpone it man. Tell them you were sick. Make something up.

PETER Ah, no way. I feel great.

[Scene The interview room.]

BOB PORTER The next paper looks like a Peter Gibbons.

Peter enters.

BOB SLYDELL Aha! All right. We were just talking about you. You must be Peter Gibbons. Uh huh. Terrific. I'm Bob Slydell and this is my associate, Bob Porter.

PETER Hi, Bob. Bob.

BOB PORTER Why don't you grab a seat and join us for a minute?

He does so.

BOB SLYDELL Y'see, what we're trying to do here, we're just trying to get a feel for how people spend their day. So, if you would, would you just walk us through a typical day for you?

PETER Yeah.

BOB SLYDELL Great.

PETER Well, I generally come in at least fifteen minutes late. I use the side door, that way Lumbergh can't see me. Uh, and after that, I just sorta space out for about an hour.

BOB PORTER Space out?

PETER Yeah. I just stare at my desk but it looks like I'm working. I do that for probably another hour after lunch too. I'd probably, say, in a given week, I probably do about fifteen minutes of real, actual work.

BOB SLYDELL Uh, Peter, would you be a good sport and indulge us and tell us a little more?

PETER Let me tell you something about TPS reports...'

Cut to later. Peter is more relaxed.

PETER The thing is, Bob, it's not that I'm lazy. It's just that I just don't care.

BOB PORTER Don't, don't care? PETER It's a problem of motivation, all right? Now, if I work my ass off and Initech ships a few extra units, I don't see another dime. So where's the motivation? And here's another thing, Bob. I have eight different bosses right now!

BOB SLYDELL I beg your pardon?

PETER Eight bosses.

BOB SLYDELL Eight?

PETER Eight, bob. So that means when I make a mistake, I have eight different people coming by to tell me about it. That's my real motivation - is not to be hassled. That and the fear of losing my job, but y'know, Bob, it will only make someone work hard enough not to get fired.

BOB SLYDELL Bear with me for a minute.

PETER Ok.

BOB SLYDELL Believe me, this is hypocritical. But what if you were offered some kind of stock option and equity sharing program?

PETER I don't know. I guess. Listen, I'm gonna go. It's been really nice talking to be of you guys.

He shakes their hands.

BOB SLYDELL Absolutely. It's all on this side of the table, trust me.

PETER Good luck with your layoffs. I hope your firings go really well.

BOB SLYDELL Wow.

Cut to the cubicle's. Peter walks past them and into the hall.

BILL Hey, Peter, what's happening? Listen, uh -

Peter walks right past him.

[Scene Chotchkie's]

STAN Joanna? Would you come here for a moment, please?

JOANNA I'm sorry. I was late. I was having lunch.

STAN I need to talk about your flair.

JOANNA Really? I have 15 buttons on. I, uh, (shows him

STAN Well, ok, 15 is minimum, ok?

JOANNA Ok.

STAN Now, it's up to you whether or not you want to just do the bare minimum. Well, like Brian, for example, has 37 pieces of flair. And a terrific smile.

JOANNA Ok. Ok, you want me to wear more?

STAN Look. Joanna.

JOANNA Yeah.

STAN People can get a cheeseburger anywhere, ok? They come to Chotchkie's for the atmosphere and the attitude. That's what the flair's about. It's about fun.

JOANNA Ok. So, more then?

STAN Look, we want you to express yourself, ok? If you think the bare minimum is enough, then ok. But some people choose to wear more and we encourage that, ok? You do want to express yourself, don't you?

JOANNA Yeah. Yeah.

STAN Great. Great. That's all I ask.

JOANNA Ok.

[Scene Conference room. Dom and Bill are talking to the two Bob's.]

BOB SLYDELL Right. So there's three more people we can easily lose. There's Tom Smykowski.

BILL He's useless.

BOB SLYDELL Gone.

DOM Sounds good to me.

BOB SLYDELL Here's a peculiar one. Milton Waddams.

DOM Who's he?

BOB You know, squirrely looking guy, mumbles a lot.

DOM Oh.

BOB SLYDELL We can't find a record of him being a current employee here.

BOB PORTER I looked into it more deeply and I found what happened was he got layed off about five years ago and no one ever told him about it. But through a glitch in Payroll, he still gets a paycheck. I went ahead and fixed the glitch.

BILL Great.

DOM So, um, Milton has been let go.

BOB SLYDELL Just a second there, Professor. We, uh, we fixed the glitch. So he won't be receiving a paycheck anymore. So it'll just work itself out naturally.

BOB PORTER We always like to avoid confrontation whenever possible. The problem is solved from here on, then.

They laugh.

BOB SLYDELL Uh, we should move on to a Peter Gibbons. I had a chance to meet this young man and boy does he have Straight to Upper Management written all over him.

BILL Ooh, uh, yeah. I'm going to have to go ahead and sort of disagree with you there. Yeah. Uh, he's been real flaky lately and I'm not sure that he's the caliber person you want for upper management. He's been having some problems with his TPS reports.

BOB PORTER I'll handle this. We feel that the problem isn't with Peter.

BOB SLYDELL Um-um.

BOB PORTER It's that you haven't challenged him enough to get him really motivated.

BOB SLYDELL There it is.

BILL Yeah, I'm not sure about that now.

BOB PORTER All right, Bill. Let me ask you this. How much time each week would you say you deal with these TPS reports?

BILL Yeah...

[Scene Peter parks in Bill's usual spot and goes into the building. He takes a drill and removes the metal door handle.]

Cut to outside, where Bill has to park in the handicap spot.

Cut back inside. Peter tears down the banner.

Cut to outside. Bill's Porsche is being towed away. They only manage to pull off the bumper.

Cut to Peter and Joanna watching Kung Fu. They're about to kiss.

LAWRENCE Hey Peter man! Check out channel nine! It's a breast exam! Whoo!!

Cut to Peter's cubicle. Bill checks his watch because Peter's still not there.

Cut to a lake. Lawrence, Peter and Joanna are fishing. Peter holds up a big fish.

Cut to Initech. Peter enters with an Igloo cooler.

DOM Hello, Peter.

PETER Hey Dom!

He slaps him on the back.

Cut to Peter's cubicle. He puts the fish on his desk and starts to gut it. He throws its entrails on a stack of TPS reports.

Cut to Peter and Joanna watching Kung Fu.

Cut to Peter removing the screws in the cubicle wall. He pushes it over. It reveals a window and Peter relaxes.

[Scene Peter's cubicle, now with only one wall. he's playing Tetris as Bill walks up.]

BILL So, Peter, what's happening? Now are you going to go ahead and have those TPS reports for us this afternoon? (Peter keeps playing) Uh, yeah. So I guess we should probably go ahead and have a little talk, hmm?

PETER Not right now, Lumbergh. I'm, I'm kinda busy. In fact, I'm going to have to ask you to go ahead and just come back another time. I have a meeting with the Bobs in a couple of minutes.

BILL Uh, I wasn't aware of a meeting with them.

PETER Yeah, they called me at home.

BILL That sounds good, Peter. Uh, and we'll go ahead and, uh, get this all fixed up for you later.

[Scene Milton's cubicle. He's organizing papers.]

MILTON F...C...P...

BILL Hi, Milton. What's going on?

MILTON I, I, I, I, I didn't receive my paycheck this week.

BILL Uh, you're gonna have to talk to Payroll about that.

MILTON I, I did and they, and they said -

BILL Uh, we're gonna need to move your desk downstairs into Storage B.

MILTON No...I...I...

BILL Uh, we have some new people coming in and we need all the space we can get.

MILTON No...no...no...no...but...but...but...I, I, I -

BILL And if you could could go ahead and get a can of psticide and take care of the roach problem we've been having that would be great. (He walks away.

MILTON I can't...Excuse me. I believe you have my stapler?

[Scene The meeting between Peter and the two Bobs.]

BOB PORTER It looks like you've been missing a lot of work lately.

PETER I wouldn't say I've been missing it, Bob.

They laugh.

BOB SLYDELL That's terrific, Peter. I,I, I'm sure you've, you've, you've heard some of the rumors around the hallway about how we're just going to do a little (finger quotes) housecleaning with some of the software people.

PETER Well, Bob, I have heard that and you gotta do what you gotta do.

BOB PORTER Well, these people here. First, Mr. Samir Naga...Naga...

BOB SLYDELL Naga...

BOB PORTER Naga-worker here anyway!

The Bobs laugh.

BOB SLYDELL Mr. Mike Bolton. We're certainly gonna miss him.

PETER You're gonna layoff Samir and Michael!?

BOB PORTER We're gonna bring in some entry level graduates for us to work in Singapore, that's the usual deal.

BOB SLYDELL Well, it's standard operating procedure.

PETER Do they know about this yet?

BOB SLYDELL No! No, of course not. We always find it's better to fire people on a Friday. It's statistically shown that there's less chance of an incident if we do it at the end of the week. Anyway, Peter, what we would like to do is put you into a position where you would have as many as four people working right underneath you.

BOB PORTER This is a big promotion, Pete.

BOB SLYDELL Huge.

PETER So you're gonna fire Samir and Michael and give me more money?

BOB SLYDELL Umm-hmm.

PETER Wow!

[Scene Michael is messing with the printer.]

MICHAEL Yeah. Yeah. That's it. That's exactly what I need. Just give it to me. Come on. Come on, you little fucker. Let's go! That's what I need. Let's do that. Let's do exactly that, you little, fu-

Peter walks up to him.

PETER Listen... Well, what are you doing tonight?

[Scene Peter's place. Michael, Samir and Peter are there.]

PETER There comes a place in a man's life and, uh, maybe that time for you is now, when it doesn't hurt to think about the future.

MICHAEL Uh, no offense, there, Peter, but think about yourself, sport. You're the one who's been flaking out at work. Whatever that religious experience or whatever the hell it was, you better snap out of it, or you're gonna get canned.

PETER Yeah. I, I, I...Listen, that virus you're always talking about. The one that, that could rip off the company for a bunch of money...

MICHAEL Yeah? What about it?

PETER Well, how does it work?

MICHAEL It's pretty brilliant. What it does is where there's a bank transaction, and the interests are computed in the thousands a day in fractions of a cent, which it usually rounds off. What this does is it takes those remainders and puts it into your account.

PETER This sounds familiar.

MICHAEL Yeah. They did this in Superman III.

PETER Yeah. What a good movie.

MICHAEL A bunch of hackers did this in the 70s and one of them got busted.

PETER Well, so they check for this now?

MICHAEL No, you see, Initech's so backed up with all the software we're updating for the year 2000, they'd never notice.

PETER You're right. And even if they wanted to, they could never check all that code.

MICHAEL It's numbers up their asses.

PETER So, Michael, what's to keep you from doing this?

MICHAEL It's not worth the risk. I got a good job.

PETER What if you didn't have a good job?

[Scene A bar. Michael and Peter are there.]

MICHAEL Cockos! Samir and I are the best programmers in that place. And you, you haven't even been showing up and you get to keep your job.

PETER Actually, I'm being promoted.

MICHAEL What?!!!

PETER Yeah, I know, Michael. It's completely unfair. And I realized something today. It's not about me and my dream of doing nothing. It's about all of us together. I don't know what happened at that hypnotherapist the other day; maybe it was just shock. It's wearing off now, but when I saw that fat man keel over and die, Michael, I realized that we don't have a lot of time on this earth. We weren't meant to spend it this way. Human beings weren't meant to sit in little cubicles, starring at computer screens all day, filling out useless forms and listening to eight different bosses drone on about mission statements.

MICHAEL I told those fudge-packers that I like Michael Bolton's music. God.

PETER that is not right, Michael. For five years now, you've worked your ass off at Initech, hoping for a promotion or some kind of profit sharing or something. Five years of your mid-20s now, gone. And you're gonna go in tomorrow and they're gonna throw you out into the street. You know why? So Bill Lumbergh's stock will go up a quarter of a point. Michael, let's make that stock go down. Let's take enough money from that place that we never ever have to sit in a cubicle ever again. Your software works right?

MICHAEL Of course it works. That's not the point. Look, even if it could work, I don't know how to install it. I don't know the credit union software loan.

PETER Yeah? But Samir does.

[Scene Peter's apartment. Samir's there, along with Michael and Peter.]

SAMIR But that's not much money, I -

PETER That's the beauty of it. Each withdrawal is a fraction of a cent. That's too small to notice. Take a thousand withdrawals a day, space it out over a few years, that's a couple hundred thousand dollars.

MICHAEL Just like Superman III.

SAMIR Superman III - that's it, I have to leave now, ok? (gets up) I have to get my resume ready.

PETER Get your resume ready for what? Another job where they can fire you for no reason?

SAMIR That's right! If I'm lucky.

PETER Look, I don't know about you guys, but I'm tired of being pushed around. Aren't you?

SAMIR Yes, Peter, but I'm not going to do something illegal.

PETER Illegal? Samir, this is America! Come on, sit down! Come on! This isn't Riyadh! They're not gonna saw your hands off, all right? The worse they can do is put you for a couple of months into a while collar, minimum security resort! Shit, we should be so lucky! Did you know they have conjugal visits there?

SAMIR Really.

PETER Yes.

MICHAEL Shit, I'm afraid. I haven't had a conjugal visit in six months.

SAMIR So what do you think?

MICHAEL This thing actually is pretty fail-safe, Samir.

PETER You came here looking for a land of opportunity. And this is the knock of that opportunity. Tomorrow's your last day at Initech. You have two options

unemployment or early retirement. What's it gonna be?

SAMIR I have a question.

PETER Yes.

SAMIR In, in these conjugal visits, you can have sex with women?

PETER Yep. You sure can.

SAMIR Ok. I'm gonna do it.

PETER That's what I'm talking about! I'm talking about America!!

MICHAEL Peter Let's discuss the plan, all right?

PETER All right.

MICHAEL All right. It works like a computer virus. All right? So all we have to do is load it anywhere into the credit union mainframe and it'll do the rest.

PETER Ok, you guys give me that disk and I'll take it from there. Oh, but listen. Before we go any further, all right, we have to swear to God, Allah, that nobody knows about this, all right? No family members, no girlfriends, nobody!

SAMIR Of course.

MICHAEL Agreed.

LAWRENCE Don't worry man! I won't tell anybody about this either!

MICHAEL Who the fuck is that?!

PETER Uh, don't worry about him. He's cool. All right. Now here's how I see it all going down...

[Scene Initech. Peter shakes the Bobs' hands.]

BOB SLYDELL Peter, congratulations. This is one heck of a promotion.

BOB PORTER And we'll go ahead and get some people under you right away.

(They give a thumbs up.

[Scene Samir and Michael's cubicle. They look at each other. Michael copies the virus and looks around. He gives it to Samir. Samir walks by Peter and gives it to him. He puts it into his computer and copies the file. He goes to Samir and Michael's cubicle.]

MICHAEL Well, that was easy.

PETER Yeah, I guess it was.

MICHAEL What did you do with the -

DREW Hey guys.

PETER Oh, hey Drew.

DREW did you guys hear about Tom Smykowski?

MICHAEL The guy who got laid off?

DREW No, man, check this out.

[Flashback. Tom's getting drunk in his kitchen.]

DREW V/O) LAST WEEK, AFTER HE FOUND OUT HE WAS GETTING LAID OFF, HE TRIES TO KILL HIMSELF BY RUNNING THE CAR IN THE GARAGE.

Cut to Tom in his car.

MICHAEL V/O) IS HE DEAD?!

DREW V/O) BUT THAT WIFE OF HIS COMES HOME EARLY FROM WORK EARLY AND FOUND HIM IN THE CAR AND TRIES TO PLAY IT OFF AS IF NOTHING HAPPENED.

TOM COUGH) I WAS HAVING SOME TROUBLE WITH THE SHIFTER HERE. IT'S JAMMED. I, I COULDN'T GET IT INTO DRIVE. I, I, I MEAN, REVERSE.

MRS. SMYKOWSKI Are you ok, Tom?

TOM Yeah.

DREW V/O) AND THEN, AS HE'S LOOKING AT HER, HE DECIDES HE WANTS TO LIVE.

TOM I'm ok.

MRS. SMYKOWSKI Right.

TOM It seems to be working now. See ya later, honey. Love ya.

He backs out.

DREW V/O) BUT THEN AS HE BACKS OUT INTO HIS DRIVEWAY, HE'S SLAMMED BIG TIME BY A DRUNK DRIVER.

We hear a bang from behind the closing garage door.

Cut back to Initech, present.

PETER Well, is he ok?

DREW Sort of. He broke both his wrists, his legs, a couple of ribs, his back. But check it out. He's gonna get a huge settlement out of this. Like seven figures. He's getting out of the hospital this weekend and he's throwing a big party to celebrate. I'm thinking I'm gonna take that new chick from Logistics. I might be showing her my O face. Oh! Oh! Oh! you know what I'm talking about. Oh! Yeah. Right. See you guys there.

[Scene Peter's car. Samir and Michael are with him.]

MICHAEL Wow, our last day at Initech.

SAMIR I can't believe they had security escort us out. Not like we're gonna steal something.

PETER I stole something.

MICHAEL Oh yeah. I guess we all did.

PETER No, I stole something else.

SAMIR What did you steal?

PETER We'll call it a going away present.

[Scene A field. They drop the printer. Samir stomps on it four times and Michael, eight times. Peter hands Samir a bat. He hits the printer twice and Michael takes over. He starts to punch it. Samir and Peter pull him away, but he runs back to destroy the evil printer.]

Cut to Peter's place. Samir's trying to break dance.

[Scene Outside Peter's place.]

PETER Everything is going to be ok. Ok?

SAMIR The one I see is -

PETER I can see this working. I gotta go. I gotta go. Joanna's coming over. Don't worry! You're worrying! All right? Monday morning we're gonna check the account balance and everything will be all right. Don't miss Tom's barbecue. I'll see you there.

Peter goes inside.

SAMIR RAPPING) BACK UP IN YOUR ASS WITH THE RESURRECTION...

[Scene Peter's place, morning. Joanna sees all the empty liquor bottles.]

JOANNA Hey, what were you guys celebrating last night?

PETER Um, I'm not really at liberty to talk about it. I really can't.

[Scene Peter's car. He and Joanna are going to the barbecue.]

PETER So when the subroutine compounds the interest, right, it uses all these extra decimals places that just get rounded off. So we just simplify the whole thing and we just round it down and drop the remainder into an account that we own.

JOANNA So you're stealing.

PETER Ah, no. No. You don't understand. It's, uh, very complicated. It's, uh, it's, it's aggregate so I'm talking about fractions of a cent that, uh, over time, they add up to a lot.

JOANNA Ok. So you're gonna make a lot of money, right?

PETER Yeah.

JOANNA Ok. That's not yours?

PETER Well, it, it becomes ours.

JOANNA How's that not stealing?

PETER I don't think, I don't think I'm explaining this very well. Um, this Seven Eleven, right? If you take a penny from the tray -

JOANNA From the crippled children?!

PETER No, that's the tray. I'm talking about the tray. The penny's for everybody.

JOANNA Oh, for everybody. Ok.

PETER Yeah, well, those are whole pennies.

JOANNA Yeah.

PETER Right. I'm just talking about fractions of a penny here, but we do it from a much bigger tray. A couple of million times. So what's wrong with that?

JOANNA It seems wrong.

PETER It's not wrong. Initech is wrong. Initech is an evil corporation, all right? Chotchkie's is wrong. Doesn't it bother you that you have to get up in the morning and put on pieces of flair?

JOANNA Yeah, but I'm not about to go in and start taking money from the register!

PETER You know, the Nazis had pieces of flair but they made the Jews wear them.

JOANNA What?!

PETER Look, we don't - I, I - we don't have to talk about this. Let's just go to the barbecue, all right?

JOANNA Ok.

[Scene Tom's house. Samir and Michael open the front door. tom is in a full body cast and is hooked up to a bunch of stuff.]

TOM Michael! Samir! How are you doing?

MICHAEL Hiya Tom.

SAMIR Hi Tom.

TOM Yeah, I'd like you to meet my lawyer, Rob Newhouse. (they shake hands) Rob, Michael.

ROB Hello Michael.

TOM Samir.

ROB Hello -

SAMIR Samir.

ROB ...Samir.

(Peter and Joanna enter.

TOM Peter!! How are ya? I'm glad you could make it.

PETER Tom! Hi! This is someone I'd like you to meet. This is Joanna.

JOANNA Hi.

TOM Hi. Forgive me for not getting up. (He starts laughing and everyone joins in nervously) Ooh...Ooh... Uh, Peter, Peter, come here a minute. I want to show you something.

They go into the kitchen. There's a Jump to Conclusions mat. It says ??? ; Jump Again ; Strike Out ; Could be ; Loose one Turn ; Yes! ; No! ; Accept it ; Go wild ; One step back ; Think Again ; Moot! On the bottom are footprints, under the word Start

TOM Well, what do you think? It's a prototype.

PETER Well, that's exactly as you described it. Uh, listen, I, I heard about your settlement. Congratulations.

TOM Well, thanks, Peter. y'know, I'm glad you're here because I wanted to talk to you. I know how you get depressed about your job and all, and I just wanted you to know that's how you feel. I used to be the same way.

PETER Really?

TOM Sure. Oh maybe I didn't whine as much, but I hated my job as much as you and I've been doing good for over thirty years!

PETER Wow.

TOM Just remember

If you hang in there long enough, good things can happen. I mean, look at me.

He laughs.

PETER Thanks Tom.

TOM Aw, sure.

[Scene The backyard. Samir and Michael are talking to Rob.]

ROB Conjugal visits? Not that I know of. Now, a minimum security prison is no picnic. I have a client in there right now. You see, the trick is, kick someone's ass the first day or become someone's bitch. Then everything will be all right. Why do you ask, anyway?

MICHAEL Oh, no, we were just seeing -

His cup flies out of his hand and ice cubes go everywhere.

Cut to Peter and Drew.

DREW Hey Peter.

PETER Drew.

DREW That's something about old Tom Smykowski, huh?

PETER Yeah.

DREW Lucky bastard. (sees Joanna) Hey, isn't that the girl who works over at Chotchkie's?

PETER Yeah.

DREW Hmm, who's she here with?

PETER She's here with me.

DREW Really?

PETER Yeah.

DREW All right, Peter! Ooh! Ooh! Right on. Make sure you wear a rubber, dude.

PETER Why's that, Drew?

DREW Are you kidding me? She gets around, all right?

PETER She does, does she?

DREW Oh yeah. Like a record.

Joanna waves.

PETER With who?

DREW Well, let's see. Lumbergh fucked her. Ah, let me see who else...

PETER Lumbergh?!

[Scene Peter's car. He and Joanna are leaving the party.]

JOANNA Oh, what if you get caught? Oh, I, I, I, I just don't know if this is such a good idea.

PETER ANGRY) YEAH? WELL, MAYBE IT WASN'T SUCH A GOOD IDEA FOR YOU TO SLEEP WITH LUMBERGH!

JOANNA What?! What are you - Oh! All right, Lumbergh...

PETER ARGH!!! AH GOD! LUMBERGH!!

JOANNA Peter! What is wrong with you? That was like to years ago! What, do you know him?

PETER Yeah, I know him!! I know him! He's my boss!! He's my unholy, disgusting, pig of a boss!!

JOANNA Oh, he's not that disgusting.

PETER He represents all that is solace and wrong! And you slept with him!

JOANNA That is none of your business, ok? I didn't ask you who you slept with before we were together. I don't care!

PETER Well, I didn't think you would sleep with a guy like Lumbergh!

JOANNA Listen to you! Who do you think you are? How dare you judge! Do you think you're an angel or something? No! You're this petty, stealing, wannabe criminal...man!

PETER Well, I may be. But at least I never slept with Lumbergh!!

JOANNA Ok. That's it. I'm done. I want to get out of the car. Stop. I wanna get -

PETER Fine.

He stops and Joanna gets out.

JOANNA Why don't you call me when you grow up? Oh, wait, that's probably never gonna happen so just don't call me, all right?

PETER Say hello to Lumbergh for me!!!

She slams the door and he drives off.

[Scene Peter's room. He's having nightmares again.]

DREW Lumbergh fucked her...Lumbergh fucked her...Lumbergh fucked her...

BILL Oh that's great…great…

DREW I'm gonna see the O-face again. Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooh! Ooh!

That dissolves into Bill, naked, holding a foot in one hand a cup of coffee in the other.

BILL Why don't you move it a little to the left? That's right. Great. Oh, hello, Peter. What's happening? Uh, could you give me those TPS reports ASAP? Mmmkay?

Peter wakes up and breathes deeply.

[Scene Chotchkie's. Stan approaches Joanna.]

STAN Joanna?

JOANNA Yeah?

STAN We need to talk. Do you know what this is about?

JOANNA My, uh, flair.

STAN Yeah. Or, uh, your lack thereof. I'm counting and I only see fifteen pieces. Let me ask you a question, Joanna.

JOANNA Umm-hmm.

STAN What do you think of a person who only does the bare minimum?

JOANNA Huh. What do I think? Let me tell you what I think, Stan. If you want me to wear thirty-seven pieces of flair like your pretty boy Brian over there, then why don't you just make the minimum thirty-seven pieces of flair?

STAN Well, I thought I remember you saying you wanted to express yourself.

JOANNA Yeah. Yeah. Y'know what? I do. I do want to express myself. Ok? And I don't need thirty-seven pieces of flair to do it. (gives him the finger) All right? There's my flair! And this is me expressing myself. (holds up her hand) There it is! I hate this job! I hate this goddamn job and I don't need it!!

She storms out.

[Scene An ATM machine. Peter gets out a receipt that says he has $305,326.13]

[Scene Peter's car. Samir and Michael have obviously seen the receipt.]

SAMIR Shit, shit, shit, shit. Son of a bitch! Shit! This is a - fuck! Son of a bitch! Shit!

MICHAEL What happened?

PETER You tell me, Michael, it's your software!

SAMIR Yes, it's your software!

PETER Corporate accounting is sure as hell going to notice 305, 3 (grabs the receipt) 26.13!! Michael!!

MICHAEL Oh shit! They, they probably won't notice it's gone for another two or three days.

PETER Michael! Michael! You said the thing was gonna take two years!

SAMIR What happened?!

PETER You said the thing was supposed to work.

MICHAEL Well, technically it did work.

PETER No it didn't!

SAMIR It did not work, Michael, ok?!

MICHAEL Ok! Ok!

SAMIR Ok?!

MICHAEL Ok! Ok! I must have, I must have put a decimal point in the wrong place or something. Shit. I always do that. I always mess up some mundane detail.

PETER Oh! What is this fairly mundane detail, Michael?!!!!!

MICHAEL Ok quit getting pissed at me, all right? This was all your idea, asshole.

PETER All right. Ok. All right. Let's try not to get pissed off at each other, all right? We'll figure this thing out together, ok? And the first thing we gotta do is we gotta close that account down before it gets any bigger.

[Scene Initech. It's Bill's 41st birthday. All the employees are singing the birthday song to him in a flat monotone. He blows out the candles and everyone claps.]

ALL Mmm. You look terrific. (etc

BILL All right, Kate, you wanna get everybody started there. (he gets a slice of cake) Mmm. That is terrific. That is just terrific. I really, really appreciate it.

A slice is handed to Milton.

NINA Milton, don't be greedy. Let's pass it along and make sure everyone gets a piece.

MILTON Can I keep a piece? Because last time I was told that -

NINA Just pass.

He does so.

MILTON But this, this, it, it, it's a little cake...

Everyone gets a piece and Nina gets the last one. Milton has to watch everyone enjoy their piece.

[Scene Peter's apartment. They're trying to figure out what to do.]

SAMIR Is, is there a way to just give the money back?

PETER What? We just hand them a check with the exact amount they're missing? I, I think they'd figure that out.

SAMIR Well, we have to do something.

MICHAEL May-maybe we launder the money.

PETER That's a great idea. Ok, how do we do that?

MICHAEL I don't know, I don't know. I don't even know what it means. It's something I think, I think coke dealers do.

PETER Ok. Do we know any coke dealers?

MICHAEL My, my cousin's a cokehead. We're in deep shit.

SAMIR Yes. We are in very, very deep shit.

[Scene Milton's new "office" - the basement. Bill enters with a piece of cake.]

BILL Milton?

MILTON Yes.

BILL What's happening?

MILTON I wanted to see you because -

BILL Say, you know what would be a great idea?

MILTON No...no.

BILL Since you're already down here, it would be great if you could get a ca of pesticipe and take care of the cockroach problem we've been having in here.

MILTON I...I...that's really not my job and I haven't received my -

BILL For now, why don't you get a flashlight and a can of pesticide and -

Dom enters.

DOM Bill! We need you upstairs right away. Some major glitch in the accounting. A lot of money missing.

They go upstairs and Bill turns off the light.

MILTON Excuse me? Excuse me? Ok, that's the last straw.

[Scene Peter's place. Michael is looking up "money laundering" in the dictionary.]

MICHAEL LAUNDERING. TO CLEAN...NO, UH, HERE IT IS. TO CHANNEL MONEY THROUGH A SOURCE OR BY AN INTERMEDIARY.

SAMIR It doesn't really help us, Michael.

PETER Ok. We're looking up money laundering in a dictionary.

MICHAEL Yeah, well, you guys can both eat my ass, ok?

PETER My girlfriend slept with Lumbergh, that's what I can't believe.

SAMIR Yeah, you didn't know that?

MICHAEL It happened two years before you moved to Atlanta.

PETER You mean, Ron Lumbergh, the airshow guy?

MICHAEL Yeah, who did you think she slept with, Bill? (He and Samir start laughing) If she fucked him, their children would have hooves!

PETER Ron's not related to Bill, is he?

Someone rings the doorbell.

MICHAEL Who is it?

He hides the checks while Peter goes to the door.

PETER Don't panic. It's probably just the mailman.

He opens the door.

STEVE MONOTONOUSLY) HELLO SIR. MY NAME IS STEVE. I CAME FROM A ROUGH AREA. I USED TO BE ADDICTED TO CRACK BUT NOW I'M OFF AND TRYING TO STAY CLEAN.

PETER Ok.

STEVE That is why I am selling magazine subscriptions.

PETER No -

STEVE I was hoping you would help me out.

MICHAEL Wait, wait, wait, wait! You used to be addicted to crack?

STEVE Yes, but not anymore.

Cut to later. They've got Steve in an armchair, trying to get him to help.

STEVE Look, I'm sorry. I do not know anything about money laundering.

MICHAEL Look, we're not asking you if you know about money laundering, we're just trying to see if you can hook us up.

PETER He doesn't know anything, all right?

SAMIR Wait, wait, wait a minute. Wait a minute. You just give us the name of one drug dealer. I could talk to him. I have good networking skills.

STEVE NORMAL) I LIED. ALL THAT STUFF ABOUT ME BEING A CRACKHEAD WAS TO HELP ME SELL MAGAZINES. I'M A SOFTWARE ENGINEER.

PETER You're a software engineer?!

SAMIR Working must be, must be very hard for you.

STEVE I made more money selling magazine subscriptions than I ever did working at Initrode.

MICHAEL Huh? You worked at Initrode?

PETER You can't tell anybody about any of this stuff I told you. I mean, we know a lot of the same people.

STEVE Actually, that all depends.

He holds up his clipboard.

Cut to later. Peter closes the door.

PETER What am I going to do with forty subscriptions to Vibe ?

MICHAEL I wish we had never done this. What are we going to do? You know what I can't figure out? How is it that all these stupid, Neanderthal, Mafia guys can be so good at crime and smart guys like us can suck so badly at it?

SAMIR We're new to it, though. If we had more experience -

MICHAEL No. No. Y'know what I think? I think we're screwed. There's evidence all over that building to link it to us. Even if we could launder money, I wouldn't want to. If we're caught while laundering money, we're not going to go to white-collar-resort-prison. No, no, no. We're gonna go to federal-reserve-pound-me-in-the-ass-prison.

SAMIR I don't want to go to any prison! Why the hell did I do this?! I've never done anything wrong in my whole life! We weren't thinking clearly because you told us we were losing our jobs! And look at us now, we're, we're worried about going to prison!

PETER Don't worry about it. I'll think of something.

SAMIR Ass. I'm going home. You are a very bad person, Peter.

Samir and Michael leave. Peter knocks on the wall.

PETER Lawrence! You awake?

LAWRENCE Yeah, man!

PETER You wanna come over?

LAWRENCE No thanks, man. I don't want you fucking up my life too!

[Scene Peter's room. He dreams that they're in court, with Rob as their lawyer.]

JUDGE And now the sentence for these heinous crimes committed against Initech. I hereby sentence you, Michael Bolton and Samir Na...Ananajibad...to a term of no less than four years in federal- pound-me-in-the-ass-prison. Peter Gibbons, you've lead a trite and meaningless life. And you're a very bad person.

The judge bangs the gavel and Peter wakes up.

[Scene The living room. Peter is up, feverishly writing a confession. He tears it out and puts it into an envelope with the checks.]

[Scene Flingers parking lot. Peter sits on the hood of his car, trying to figure out what to do. Joanna comes out.]

JOANNA Hey.

PETER Hey. You're not working at Chotchkie's anymore.

JOANNA No, no, I got fired.

PETER What happened?

JOANNA I flipped off my boss. And some customers - actually a line just happened to be standing there, so...

PETER I'm going to go away for awhile. Uh, to jail. Yea, about that computer scam, you were right…it was a bad idea. I'm going to take the blame for it, I decided. I'm going to return the money and leave the confession under Lumbergh's door. Joanna, I wanna apologize. I had no right to get pissed off at you, Lumbergh isn't my problem. It wasn't even the right Lumbergh. I don't know why I can't just go to work and be happy, like I'm supposed to like everybody else.

JOANNA Peter, most people don't like their jobs. But you go out there and find something that makes you happy.

PETER Yeah. I may never be happy with my job. But if I could be with you, I think that I could be happy with my life. But if you could give it another shot, I promise, Joanna -

JOANNA Oh shut up.

They hug and kiss.

BRIAN Hey, what's going on here? Get a room you two!

He makes a


 
Nosferatu [50]
2012-04-20 17:41:03
[12 years, 221 days ago]

FADE IN:

1 INT. DERELICT HOUSE - DAY <> 1

A POLAROID PHOTOGRAPH, clasped between finger and thumb: a crude, crime scene flash picture of a MAN'S BODY lying on a decaying wooden floor, a BLOODY MESS where his head should be.

The image in the photo starts to FADE as we SUPER TITLES. The hand holding the photo suddenly FANS it in a rapid FLAPPING motion, then holds it still. The image fades more, and again the picture is FANNED.

As TITLES END the image fades to nothing. The hand holding the photo FLAPS it again, then places it at the front of a POLAROID CAMERA.

The camera SUCKS the blank picture up, then the FLASH BURSTS.

The Polaroid camera is lowered, revealing the sweaty, heavy- breathing face of LEONARD (mid-30's). There are droplets of blood across his face. Leonard stares, satisfied, at something on the ground in front of him. There is WET BLOOD on his BLUE SHIRT and BEIGE SUIT. His hand opens and catches a HANDGUN which leaps up into his grasp.

Still staring, he crouches down and pulls a BODY off the floor by the wet hair of its BLOODY HEAD. He slowly inserts the barrel of the gun into the bloody mess where the mouth should be.

Leonard FLINCHES. A DEAFENING ROAR as wet red leaps off his face and suit and head, with a SPASM, reassembles itself into the face of TEDDY (40's, moustache) and we-

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2 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 2

Close on Leonard's eyes. He rolls them to one side, then turns his head.

            LEONARD (V.O.)
    So where are you?

Leonard lifts his head. He is lying on a queen-sized bed.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    You're in some motel room.

                        CUT TO: 








                        2.

3 EXT. DERELICT BUILDING - DAY <> 3

A late model Jaguar bumps across some railroad tracks and approaches a large, clearly abandoned DERELICT BUILDING. Leonard is driving. He wears a BEIGE SUIT and BLUE SHIRT (no blood). Next to him is TEDDY. Leonard stops the car next to a PICKUP TRUCK sitting Outside the derelict building. Leonard kills the engine, staring at the pickup.

            LEONARD
    Looks like somebody's home.

Teddy looks from Leonard to the pickup and back.

            TEDDY
    That thing's been here for years.

Leonard gets out of the Jaguar and moves to the pickup. He inspects it with a methodical, practiced eye. Teddy follows.

            LEONARD
    I think you're wrong. These tracks aren't   *
    more than a few days old.

Leonard opens the door of the pickup and searches the interior. On the dirty vinyl of the passenger seat he finds * six BULLETS. Leonard picks two of them up and studies them. * He drops them onto the dashboard then SHUTS the door. *

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Let's take a look inside.

Leonard walks towards the house, patting his jacket pockets. Teddy leans on the pickup, uneasy, watching Leonard.

4 INT. DERELICT BUILDING - DAY <> 4

Leonard stands in the dimly-lit, decaying former hallway. He pulls a stack of POLAROID PHOTOGRAPHS out of his pocket and leafs through them as Teddy starts walking towards him.

Leonard finds a photo showing Teddy with a shit-eating grin standing in front of the pickup truck. On the broad white strip beneath the photo is handwritten:

"TEDDY GAMMELL TEL. 555 0134"

Leonard flips the photo over. On the white strip on the back, in the same small handwriting.

                    (CONTINUED)

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4 CONTINUED: 4

"DON'T LISTEN TO HIS LIES"

"HE IS THE ONE"

"KILL HIM"

            LEONARD (V.0.)          *
    I've finally found him. How long have I     *
    been looking?                   *

Leonard stuffs the Polaroids back into his pocket, reaches around to the back of his waistband and draws a HANDGUN, keeping it out of Teddy's line of sight. Teddy enters, wary.

            TEDDY
    Find anything? Didn't think so, let's go,
    yeah?

Leonard neither replies nor turns around. Teddy, worried, affects a casual air, shrugging dismissively,

            TEDDY (cont'd)
    Fuck this.

Teddy turns and heads for the door. Leonard LEAPS on him, pistol-whipping him furiously as he shouts:

            LEONARD
    YOU PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID! YOU BEG
    FORGIVENESS, THEN YOU PAY!

Teddy is down. Leonard DRAGS him back, deeper into the dark
house. Leonard is in a frenzy. He dumps Teddy at the end of the hall and stands over him. Teddy SPITS BLOOD.

            TEDDY
    You don't have a clue, you freak.

Leonard crouches down and grabs Teddy by the lapels.

            LEONARD
    Beg my forgiveness! Beg my wife's
    forgiveness before I blow your brains
    out!

            TEDDY
    Leonard, you don't have a clue what's
    going on. You don't even know my name.

            LEONARD
         (triumphant smile)
    Teddy!

                        (CONTINUED)

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4 CONTINUED: (2) 4

            TEDDY
    You read it off your fucking photo. You
    don't know me, you don't even know who 
    you are.

                        (CONTINUED)

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                            4.

4 CONTINUED: (2) 4

            LEONARD
    I'm Leonard Shelby, I'm from San
    Francisco and I'm -

            TEDDY
        (bloody grin)
    That's who you were, you don't know who
    you are.

            LEONARD
    Shut your mouth!

            TEDDY
    Lemme take you down in the basement and
    show you what you've become.

Teddy gestures towards the basement door, in pain, but enjoying Leonard's growing anxiety.

            TEDDY (cont'd)
        (intimate)
    C'mon, Lenny - we'll take a look down
    there together. Then you'll know. You'll
    know what you really are.

Leonard glances fearfully at the door, then looks at Teddy. He THRUSTS the barrel of his gun into Teddy's mouth and WE ARE AT THE SHOT FROM THE END OF THE OPENING SEQUENCE. Teddy panics, shaking his head, trying to talk around the metal, but GAGS just as Leonard pulls the trigger. A SHOT rings out as we -

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5 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 5

Leonard lies on the queen-sized bed. He lifts his head.

            LEONARD (V.O.)
    So you're in some motel room...

He gets up, surveys the room as if for the first time. He wears BOXERS and a PLAID WORK SHIRT.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    ... you don't know how long you've been
    there, or how you got there...

There is a room key on the dresser. The plastic tag identifies it as the key to ROOM 21. Leonard opens drawers in the room.

                            (CONTINUED)   
                        5.

5 CONTINUED: 5

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Just some anonymous motel room. Won't
    tell you anything. Nothing in the
    drawers, but you look anyway.

He reaches for the bedside table drawer.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Nothing except the Gideon Bible.

He opens the drawer to find a Gideon Bible.

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6 INT. DISCOUNT INN OFFICE - DAY <> 6

E.C.U. of fingers rifling bills in a wallet. Leonard counts out some money and hands it to the fat, sweaty middle-aged man behind the counter. (BURT). Burt takes the money, spotting something over Leonard's shoulder.

            BURT
    That guy's here already.

Burt TAPS the POLAROID PHOTOGRAPH of Teddy which is sitting on the counter. Leonard picks up the photo and turns to see Teddy APPROACHING the glass door of the office. Leonard watches carefully as Teddy shambles up to the office door. A BELL CHIIIES as Teddy enters and breaks into his shit-eating grin. Leonard slips the photo into his pocket.

            TEDDY
     Lenny!

Leonard nods in apparent recognition, wary.

            LEONARD
    It's Leonard... like I told you before.

Teddy pretends to think hard.

            TEDDY
    Did you? I musta forgot. I'm Teddy.             *

            LEONARD
        (smiles)
    I guess I've told you about my condition.

Teddy grins and holds the door open for Leonard.

            TEDDY
    Only every time I see ya!

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7 EXT. DISCOUNT INN CAR PARK - DAY <> 7

Teddy starts for a GREY SEDAN. Leonard pauses behind him.

            LEONARD
    My car.

Teddy glances back in surprise.

            TEDDY
    This is your car.

            LEONARD
        (shakes head)
    You're in a playful mood.

Leonard holds up a Polaroid of a late model JAGUAR.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Shouldn't make fun of somebody's                  *
    handicap.

Teddy smiles and heads for the BRAND-NEW JAGUAR parked several cars further down.

            TEDDY
    Just trying to have a little fun.

8 INT. CAR - DAY <> 8

Leonard drives, Teddy admires the new car' s interior, reaching down around the seats, exploring the car with his hands.

            TEDDY
    Roll your window up, will ya?

Leonard hits his window button. A few fragments of safety glass rise out of the door, remnants of a broken window.

            LEONARD
    It's broken.

Teddy looks, curious.

            TEDDY
    I can get that fixed for you.

Leonard shrugs.

            TEDDY (cont'd)
    So where are we going, Sherlock?



                        (CONTINUED)

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8 CONTINUED: 8

Leonard fishes a note out of his pocket.

                        (CONTINUED)

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8 CONTINUED: (2) 8

            LEONARD
    I got a lead on a place.

Leonard checks the note, then hands it to Teddy.

            TEDDY
        (surprised at the note)
    What the hell you want to go there for?

            LEONARD
    You know it?

            TEDDY
    Yeah, it's just this fucked-up building.            *
    Why are we going there?

            LEONARD
        (smiling)
    I don't remember.

9 EXT. CONTINUOUS - DERELICT BUILDING - DAY <>9

The Jaguar crosses the railroad tracks and approaches the DERELICT BUILDING. Leonard stops the car next to the PICKUP TRUCK and kills the engine, staring at the pickup.

            LEONARD
    Looks like somebody's home.

10 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 10

Leonard, wearing BOXERS and PLAID WORK SHIRT, takes the GIDEON BIBLE out off the open bedside table drawer.

            LEONARD (V.0.)
    Nothing except the Gideon Bible.

He leafs through a couple off pages, then DROPS the Bible back into the drawer and shuts it. He notices a MESSAGE written on the back off his hand:

"REMEMBER SAMMY JANKIS"

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Sammy Jankis had the same problem. He             *
    tried writing himself notes. Lots of               *
    notes. But he'd get confused.

Leonard licks his thumb, and rubs at the writing. To Leonard's surprise, IT DOES NOT EVEN SMUDGE.

He notices his bare legs. There is a NOTE taped to his RIGHT THIGH with a handwritten message:

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10 CONTINUED: 10

"SHAVE"

Leonard pulls the note off, studying it carefully.

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11 INT. DISCOUNT INN ROOM 304 - DAY <> 11 *

Close on the Polaroid of Teddy. Leonard flips it over. On the back are the messages:

"DON'T BELIEVE HIS LIES"

"HE IS THE ONE"

Leonard writes another message beneath these two:

"KILL HIM"

He sticks the photo of Teddy BETWEEN HIS TEETH as he holds his HANDGUN up and checks that it is loaded. He sticks the GUN in the back of his waistband, the PHOTO in his jacket pocket, slings the POLAROID CAMERA over his shoulder.

12 EXT. DISCOUNT INN - DAY <> 12 *

Leonard leaves room 304 and heads to the office. He pauses just outside the glass door, breathing, psyching himself up.

13 INT. DISCOUNT INN OFFICE - DAY <> 13 *

Leonard enters , confident, smiling at the man behind the desk, BURT (fat, sweaty, 40's). Burt smiles back.

            BURT
    Hiya.

            LEONARD
    I'm Mr. Shelby from 304.

            BURT
    What can I do for you, Leonard?

            LEONARD
    I'm sorry... um... ?

            BURT
    Burt.

            LEONARD
    Burt, I'm not sure, but I may have asked
    you to hold my calls -
                            (CONTINUED)

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                        9.

13 CONTINUED: 13

            BURT
    You don't know?

            LEONARD
    I think I may have. I'm not good on the
    phone.

            BURT
       (nods)
    You said you like to look people in the
    eye when you talk to them. Don't you
    remember?

            LEONARD
    That's the thing. I have this condition.

            BURT
    Condition?

            LEONARD
    I have no memory.

            BURT
    Amnesia?

            LEONARD
    No. It's different. I have no short-term
    memory. I know who I am and all about
    myself, but since my injury I can't make
    any new memories. Everything fades. If we
    talk for too long, I'll forget how we
    started. I don't know if we've ever met
    before, and the next time I see you I
    won't remember this conversation. So if I
    seem strange or rude, that's probably...

He notices that Burt is staring at him as if he were an exotic insect.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    I've told you this before, haven't I?

            BURT
       (nods)
    I don't mean to mess with you. It's just
    so weird. You don't remember me at all,
    and we talked a bunch of times.

Leonard shrugs.

            BURT (cont'd)
    What's the last thing you remember?



                        (CONTINUED)
                        10.

13 CONTINUED: (2) 13

Leonard looks through Burt, thinking.

            LEONARD
    My wife.

            BURT
        (fascinated)
    What's it like?

            LEONARD
    Like waking. Like you always just woke
    up.                          *

            BURT
    That must suck. All... backwards.                *

Leonard raises his eyebrows in enquiry. *

            BURT (cont'd)                        *
    Well, like.. you gotta pretty good idea         *
    of what you're gonna do next, but no idea          *
    what you just did.                           *
        (chuckles)                          *           
    I'm the exact opposite.                      *

            LEONARD
        (focuses on Burt)
    How long have I been here?

            BURT
    Couple days.

            LEONARD
    So you're holding my calls?

            BURT
    As requested.

Leonard reaches into his pocket and pulls out his Polaroids

            LEONARD
    Okay, but this guy's an exception.

Leonard places the Polaroid of Teddy on the counter in front of Burt. Burt looks at it.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Know this guy?

            BURT
    Your friend, right?


                        (CONTINUED)

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13 CONTINUED: (3) 13

            LEONARD
    What makes you think he's my friend?

            BURT
    Seen you together, that's all.

            LEONARD
    He's not my friend, Burt. But if he
    calls, or if he turns up here, then you
    give me a call in my room, okay?

                        (CONTINUED)
                        11.

13 CONTINUED: (3) 13

            BURT
    Sure. But nobody else, right?

            LEONARD
    Just this guy.

Leonard indicates the Polaroid of Teddy.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    I hope my condition won't be a problem
    for you.

            BURT
    Not if you remember to pay your bill.

Leonard smiles and reaches into his wallet.

E.C.U. of fingers rifling bills in a wallet. Leonard counts out some money and hands it to Burt. Burt takes the money, spotting something over Leonard's shoulder.

            BURT (cont'd)
    That guy's here already.

Burt TAPS the POLAROID PHOTOGRAPH of Teddy which is sitting on the counter. Leonard picks up the photo and turns to see Teddy APPROACHING the glass door of the office.

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14 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 14

Leonard, in boxer shorts and plaid work shirt, rips the note from his thigh. The note says "SHAVE".

15 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 BATHROOM - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE 15 SEQUENCE##

Leonard enters, sees a WHITE PAPER BAG on the counter by the sink. On the bag is a handwritten message:

"SHAVE THIGH"

Leonard looks into the bag, then pulls out a can of SHAVING FOAM, and a pack of DISPOSABLE RAZORS. He runs the hot water, steps back and lifts his foot onto the sink. He is awkward and uncomfortable. He notices an ICE BUCKET by the sink.

16 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 16

Leonard sits on the bed applying SHAVING FOAM to his thigh. The ICE BUCKET sits on the bedside table, steaming.

                        (CONTINUED)
                        12.

16 CONTINUED: 16

Leonard starts awkwardly SHAVING his right thigh. The PHONE RINGS and Leonard FLINCHES, NICKING his leg. He looks at the phone, then reaches for the receiver.

17 INT. A RESTAURANT RESTROOM - DAY <> 17

Leonard, in BEIGE SUIT and BLUE SHIRT flushes the urinal, then moves to the sink and starts washing his hands. He notices a MESSAGE written on the back of his hand.

"REMEMBER SAMMY JANKIS"

He stares at the message for a second, thoughtful, then tries to scrub the writing off his skin. To his surprise, it is INDELIBLE. Leonard looks at it, quizzical, then notices some markings on his wrist, pulling his sleeve back to get a better look. He can read the start of a message:

"THE FACTS:"

Leonard is about to roll his sleeve up further when the restroom door opens and a MAN enters. Leonard dries his hands, then exits the rest room.

18 INT. RESTAURANT - DAY <> 18

Leonard emerges .nto the waiting area of a crowded restaurant. He glances around, lost, then pulls out his Polaroids, flipping through them. Someone taps him on his shoulder and he turns to see the smiling face of a waiter.

            WAITER
    Sir? You left these at your table.

Leonard looks down. The waiter hands him a BROWN ENVELOPE and a MOTEL ROOM KEY (DISCOUNT INN, ROOM 304). On the envelope is a handwritten message:

"FOR LEONARD, FROM NATALIE"

Leonard looks at his Polaroid photograph of the outside of the Discount Inn motel. There is an address written beneath it (7254 Lincoln Street). *

            LEONARD
    Thanks. Lincoln Street?

The Waiter glances at his Polaroid.

            WAITER
    You wanna go east on sixth.
        (points)
    Just keep straight, all the way out of
    town, then take a right.

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19 EXT./INT. JAGUAR - DAY <> 19

Leonard drives, consulting his Polaroid photos.

20 EXT. DISCOUNT INN ROOM 304 - DAY <> 20 *

Leonard, BROWN ENVELOPE in hand, finds the door to room 304.

21 INT. DISCOUNT INN ROOM 304 - DAY <> 21 *

Leonard enters, looks around as if for the first time. An anonymous motel room, except that tacked to one wall is a HAND-DRAWN CHART showing the layout of some streets, and stuck to the edges of the chart are POLAROID PHOTOGRAPHS, with ARROWS DRAWN from each photograph to a spot on the map.

Leonard inspects the photos. Some are buildings, some are people. All have the HANDWRITTEN NOTES on the broad white strip underneath the image.

Leonard gets Polaroids out of his pocket. The first one is of the Discount Inn. He STICKS it onto an already-squashed lump * of blue tack at the end of an ARROW drawn from a location on the outskirts of town.

The second photo is a blurred shot of a Brunette turning in a doorway. The name NATALIE is written under the picture. Leonard flips it over. On the back are two handwritten messages. The first one has been completely scribbled over, but the other one reads:

"SHE HAS ALSO LOST SOMEONE, SHE WILL HELP YOU OUT OF PITY"

Leonard nods, then sticks the photo to the chart. He steps back looking over the Polaroids one by one: Natalie, Burt, Discount Inn, Teddy. *

Leonard sits at the desk and opens the BROWN ENVELOPE. He takes out a photocopy of a CAR REGISTRATION and a DRIVER'S LICENSE. Both are in the name of JOHN EDWARD GAMMELL, but * when Leonard looks at the picture on the license, he recognizes the face. Leonard moves back to his wall chart, finds the Polaroid of Teddy and compares it to the license photo.

            LEONARD (V.O.)
    This guy told me his name was Teddy.

He turns the photo over and examines the white stop on the back. It says only:

"DON'T BELIEVE HIS LIES"

                        (CONTINUED)

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Leonard smiles. He goes to the phone and dials the number on the Polaroid. A couple of rings, then it's answered.

            TEDDY
    Yup?

            LEONARD
    Mr Gammell?

            TEDDY
    Lenny, is that you?

            LEONARD
    John Gammell?

            TEDDY
    Lenny, it's Teddy. Look, stay there,
    okay? I'm gonna be right over.

            LEONARD
    I'll be waiting.                               *

Leonard hangs up, thinking. He looks at the writing on the back of his hand, then pulls back his sleeve to reveal the words:

"THE FACTS:"

Leonard removes his jacket, then starts pulling off his shirt.

He has WRITING TATTOOED ALL OVER HIS CHEST, STOMACH AND ARMS. MESSAGES in different styles of writing, some CRUDE, some ELABORATE. The messages run in all directions, some UPSIDE- DOWN, some BACKWARDS. Leonard examines his tattoos, methodically. From Leonard's POV, the most striking is an upside-down tattoo on his BELLY which says:

"PHOTOGPAPH: HOUSE, CAR, FRIEND, FOE"

On one FOREARM it says:

"THE FACTS:

FACT 1. MALE

FACT 2. WHITE"

On the other FOREARM:

"FACT 3. FIRST NAME: JOHN OR JAMES

FACT 4. LASTNAME: G-------"

                         (CONTINUED)

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Leonard pulls down his trousers. On his right THIGH, crudely- lettered:

"FACT 5. DRUG DEALER"

And immediately below this, in elegant, neat lettering:

"FACT 6. CAR LICENSE NUMBER: SG13 7IU" *

Leonard takes out the REGISTRATION DOCUMENT and examines it. Holding the photo of Teddy and the registration document, Leonard checks off his TATTOOED FACTS:

            LEONARD (cont'd)
        (under his breath)
    White... male. First name... John. Last
    name... G for Gammell. Drugs. License             *
    plate.
        (checks document against tattoo
        on thigh)
    SG... 13... 7... IU. It's him. It's             *
    actually him.

Leonard looks coldly at Teddy's smiling image.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    I found you, you fuck.

Leonard turns the photo face down, takes a pen and writes:

"HE IS THE ONE"

Leonard drops the pen. Thinks. He looks at his chest through the mirror and a backwards tattoo suddenly BECOMES CLEAR:

"JOHN G. RAPED AND MURDERED MY WIFE"

Leonard buttons his blue shirt, then writes on the back of Teddy's picture:

"KILL HIM"

Leonard sticks the photo of Teddy BETWEEN HIS TEETH as he holds his HANDGUN up and checks that it is loaded. He sticks the GUN in the back of his waistband.

22 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 22

Leonard, in his boxers and plaid work shirt, shaving foam on thigh, drops his disposable razor and cautiously picks up the RINGING PHONE.

                        (CONTINUED)

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            LEONARD
    Who is this?
        (listens)                            *

He unbuttons his shirt.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    And we spoke earlier? I don't remember           *
    that.
        (listens)
    Well, yeah, but it's not amnesia. I             *               
    remember everything from before my
    injury, I just can't make any new
    memories.
        (listens)

Leonard pulls his shirt off. There is a BANDAGE on his LEFT ARM. He looks do at the TATTOOS ALL OVER HIS CHEST, STOMACH * AND ARMS.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    So I can't remember talking to you. What
    did we talk about?
        (nods)
    Sammy Jankis. Yeah, I guess I tell
    people about Sammy to help them
    understand. Sammy's story helps me
    understand my own situation.

Leonard touches the tattoo on the back of his hand.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Sammy Jankis wrote himself endless
    notes. But he'd get mixed up. I've got a
    more graceful solution to the memory
    problem. I'm disciplined and organized.
    I use habit and routine to make my life
    possible. Sammy had no drive. No reason
    to make it work.

Leonard can see his reflection in the mirror. He studies the tattoo across his chest:

"JOHN G. RAPED AND MURDERED MY WIFE".

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Me? I gotta reason.

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23 EXT. THE CITY GRILL ON MAIN ST. - DAY <> 23

Leonard parks the Jaguar, gets out, stops outside the door to a restaurant, checking its name against a NOTE, written on a * SMALL PAPER BAG FROM A PHARMACY. The note says: *

"CITY GRILL, MAIN ST. THURSDAY, 1.OOPM MEET NATALIE FOR INFO"

He sticks the note in his pocket and pulls out his Polaroid photographs. He flips through them until he finds Natalie's. Leonard flips the picture over. On the back are two handwritten messages. The first one has been completely scribbled over, the second reads:

"SHE HAS ALSO LOST SOMEONE, SHE WILL HELP YOU OUT OF PITY"

24 INT. THE CITY GRILL ON MAIN STREET - DAY <> 24

Leonard enters, walking slowly down the aisle, looking at all the customers. He makes eye contact with a WOMAN (brunette, 30's) sitting alone, wearing SUNGLASSES. Her face betrays * nothing. Leonard walks past. She sighs and grabs the back of his jacket as he passes. Leonard spins around.

            LEONARD
    Natalie.

Leonard slips into the seat opposite her. Natalie is pretty, but has bruising around one eye, and a mark on her lip.

            NATALIE
    You don't remember me.

            LEONARD
        (friendly smile)
    Sorry, I should have explained. You see,
    I have this condition -

            NATALIE
    You did explain, Lenny.

Leonard shifts uncomfortably.

            LEONARD
    Please call me Leonard. My wife called me
    Lenny.

            NATALIE
    You told me.

Leonard raises his eyebrows, then smiles.

                        (CONTINUED)

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            LEONARD
    Then I probably told you how much I hated        
    it. Could you take off your sunglasses?         *
    It's just hard for me -                      *

Natalie takes them off to reveal her bruises. *

            NATALIE
    Yeah.

            LEONARD
    So you have information for me?

            NATALIE
    Is that what your little note says?

            LEONARD
    Yes.

            NATALIE
    Must be tough living life according to a
    few scraps of paper. Mix up your laundry
    list and your grocery list, you'll be
    eating your underwear.

Natalie smiles.

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    But I guess that's why you got those
    freaky tattoos.

Leonard is surprised.

            LEONARD
    It is tough. Almost impossible. I'm sorry
    I can't remember you. It's not personal.

Natalie's smile fades.

            NATALIE
    I'm sorry.

She takes a BROWN ENVELOPE out of her handbag.

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    I do have information for you. You gave
    me a license plate number? I had my
    friend at the DMV trace it. Guess what name came up.

Leonard shrugs.

                        (CONTINUED)

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            NATALIE (cont'd)
    John Edward Gamme11. John G.


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            LEONARD
    You know him?

            NATALIE
    No. But the photo on his license looked
    familiar. I think he's been in the bar before

Natalie slides the envelope towards him, but stops short.

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    This is a copy of his registration,
    license, photo and all. Are you sure you
    want this?

            LEONARD
    Have I told you what this man did?              *

          NATALIE
    Yes.

            LEONARD
    Then you shouldn't have to ask.

            NATALIE
    But even if you get your revenge, you
    won't remember it. You won't even know
    it's happened.

            LEONARD
        (annoyed)                            *
    So I'll take a picture, get a tattoo.             *
        (calms)                            *
    The world doesn't disappear when you               *
    close your eyes, does it? My actions               *
    still have meaning, even if I can't             *
    remember them. My wife deserves                *
    vengeance, and it doesn't make any              *
    difference whether I know about it.             *

            NATALIE
    Tell me about her again.

            LEONARD
    Why?

            NATALIE
    Because you like to remember her. I want
    to see you enjoy yourself.

            LEONARD
    She was beautiful. Perfect to me -              *


                        (CONTINUED)

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            NATALIE
    Don't just recite the words. Close your
    eyes, remember her.

Leonard smiles and shuts his eyes.

INSERT FLASHBACK:

25 INT. LEONARD'S APARTMENT - DAY <> 25

Random images of a woman (30's, black hair, plain). Jump cuts of details: a smile, eating, tucking her hair behind her ear, pulling on a pair of trousers, watching TV, shouting in anger. Sitting on the edge of the bed in her underwear, she TURNS as Leonard pinches her thigh.

            LEONARD (V.O.)
    You can only feel details. Bits and
    pieces which you didn't bother to put
    into words. And extreme moments you feel
    even if you don't want to. Put it
    together and you get the feel of the
    person, enough to know how much you miss
    them, and how much you hate the person
    who took them away.

26 INT. CITY GRILL - DAY - <> 26

Leonard opens his eyes. Natalie is looking at him. She nods and hands him the BROWN ENVELOPE.

            NATALIE
    I wrote an address in there, too. Might
    be useful. It's this abandoned place
    outside of town. I guy I know used to use
    it for his bigger deals.

            LEONARD
    Deals?

            NATALIE
    It's isolated.

            LEONARD
    Sounds perfect? What do I owe you?

            NATALIE
    I wasn't helping you for money.

            LEONARD
    Sorry.




                            (CONTINUED)
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            NATALIE
    It's not your fault. See, you have this
    condition...

Leonard smiles. Natalie reaches into her purse and pulls out a MOTEL ROOM KEY.

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    Are you still at the Discount Inn? Room         *
    304? You left this at my place.

Leonard pulls out a Polaroid of the Discount Inn. *

            LEONARD
    The Discount Inn, yeah.                      *

Natalie leaves the key and gets up from the table.

            NATALIE
    They treating you alright?

            LEONARD
       (smiling)
    Don't remember.

            NATALIE
    You know what we have in common?

Leonard shrugs.

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    We're both survivors. Take care, Leonard.

Leonard watches Natalie leave. He sits at the table, looking down at the BROWN ENVELOPE and the MOTEL ROOM KEY (ROOM 304). Leonard rises, and heads to the restroom.

27 INT. RESTAURANT RESTROOM - DAY <> 27

Leonard flushes the urinal, then moves to the sink and starts washing his hands. He notices a MESSAGE written on the back of his hand:

"REMEMBER SAMMY JANKIS"

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He stares at the message for a second, thoughtful, then tries to scrub the writing off his skin. To his surprise, it is INDELIBLE. Leonard looks at it, quizzical, then notices some markings on his wrists, pulling his sleeve back to get a better look. He can read the start of a message:

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Leonard is about to roll his sleeve up further when the restroom door opens and a MAN enters. Leonard dries his hands, then exits the rest room.

28 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 28

Leonard (IN BOXERS, BANDAGED ARM) talks on the phone. He * resumes SHAVING his thigh.

            LEONARD
    I met Sammy through work.
        (listens)
    Insurance. I was an investigator. I'd             *
    investigate claims to see which ones               *
    were phony.                            *

Leonard dips the razor into the steaming ice bucket. *

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    I had to see through people's bullshit.
    It was useful experience, because now
    it's my life. When I meet someone, I
    don't even know if I've met them before.
    I have to look in their eyes and just
    figure them out. My job taught me that
    the best way to find out what someone
    knew was to let them talk.

29 INT. LEONARD'S OFFICE - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 29

Montage: Leonard, wearing a CHEAP DARK SUIT and TIE, sitting opposite various DIFFERENT PEOPLE in an interview situation.

            LEONARD(V.0.)
    Throw in the occasional "why?" but just
    listen. And watch the eyes, the body                *
    language.

Leonard watches the people's movements carefully. We see close-ups off fiddling hands, neck scratching, etc.

            LEONARD (V.0.) (cont'd)
    It's complicated. You might catch a sign
    but attach the wrong meaning to it. If
    someone touches their nose while they're
    talking, experts will tell you it means
    they're lying. It really means they're
    nervous, and people get nervous for all
    sorts of reasons. It's all about context.

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30 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 30

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    I was good. Sammy was my first real
    challenge.

31 EXT. DISCOUNT INN - DAY <> 31 *

The Jaguar pulls up. Leonard gets out and heads to the office.

32 INT. DISCOUNT INN OFFICE - DAY <> 32 *

Burt is behind the counter reading a magazine.

            LEONARD
    I'm sorry, I think I'm checked in here,
    But I've misplaced my key.

            BURT
        (looks up)
    Hi, Leonard.

Burt puts his magazine down and gets up, sighing.

            BURT (cont'd)
    Probably in the room.

33 EXT. DISCOUNT INN - DAY <> 33 *

Burt, swinging a pass key on a chain, leads Leonard along the GROUND FLOOR to room 21, then unlocks it.

34 INT. DISCOUNT INN ROOM 21 - DAY <> 34 *

Leonard enters and SCANS the room. Burt picks his nails in the doorway. Leonard moves to the unmade bed. There is a pile of BLOODSTAINED TISSUES. On the bedside table is an ICE BUCKET. Next to it is a DISPOSABLE RAZOR and a can of SHAVING FOAM.

            LEONARD
    I don't see my key.

Burt looks up. He REALIZES something.

            BURT
    Shit. Wrong room.

            LEONARD
    What?

Burt tries to SHEPHERD Leonard out of the room.

                        (CONTINUED)

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            BURT
    This isn't your room. You're in 304. I
    Fucked up.

            LEONARD
    This isn't my room?

            BURT
    No, let's go.

            LEONARD
    Then why is this my handwriting?

Leonard picks a WHITE PAPER BAG up off the floor. Handwritten on the side is a message:

"SHAVE THIGH"

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Better tell me what the fuck's going on.

Burt looks uncomfortable.

            BURT
    This was your room. You're up in 304 now.

            LEONARD
    When was I in here?

            BURT
    Last week. Then I rented you another one
    On top of this.

            LEONARD
    Why?

            BURT
    Business is slow. I told my boss about
    You, about your condition. He told me to
    Try and rent you another room.

            LEONARD
    Why didn't you clean it out?                     *

            BURT
        (shrugs)
    You're still paying for it. It's still
    Your room.

Leonard shakes his head, smiling.

                            (CONTINUED)

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            LEONARD
    So how many rooms am I checked into in
    this dump?

            BURT
    Just two. So far.                             *

Leonard walks out past Burt.

            LEONARD
    Well, at least you're being honest about
    cheating me.

            BURT
    Yeah, well you're not gonna remember,
    anyway.

            LEONARD
    You don't have to be that honest, Burt.

            BURT
    Leonard.

Leonard turns. Burt grins.

            BURT (cont'd)
    Always get a receipt.

            LEONARD
    I'm gonna write that down.

Leonard fishes a piece of paper out of his pocket. There is a message on it which he reads. It says:

"CITY GRILL, MAIN ST. THURSDAY, 1:00PM MEET NATALIE FOR INFO"

Leonard looks up at Burt.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
     What time is it?

35 EXT. ROAD - DAY <> 35

The Jaguar speeds along.

36 EXT. THE CITY GRILL ON MAIN STREET - DAY <> 36

Leonard checks the restaurant name against the note. He gets out his Polaroids, FLIPPING through them until he finds the one of Natalie.

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37 INT. THE CITY GRILL ON MAIN STREET - DAY <> 37

Leonard walks through the restaurant, checking the patrons. He makes eye contact with Natalie, but walks past her table. She sighs and grabs the back of his jacket.

                        CUT TO:

38 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 38

Leonard (in boxers, bandaged arm) SHAVES his thigh, talking * on the phone.

            LEONARD
    I'd just become an investigator when I
    came across Sammy. Mr Samuel R. Jankis -
    strangest case ever. Guy's 58, semi-
    retired accountant. He and his wife had
    been in this car accident... nothing too
    serious, but he's acting funny - he
    can't get a handle on what's going on.

39 INT. A DOCTOR'S OFFICE - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 39

A DOCTOR examines SAMMY'S head. SAMMY'S WIFE looks on.

            LEONARD(V.O.)
    The doctors find some possible damaqe to
    the hippocampus, nothing conclusive. But
    Sammy can't remember anything for more
    than a couple minutes. He can't work,
    can't do shit, medical bills pile up,
    his wife calls the insurance company and
    I get sent in.

40 INT. JANKIS HOUSE - MESSY SUBURBAN LIVING ROOM - DAY ##BLACK 40 AND WHITE SEQUENCE##

SAMMY sits smoking, smiling at Leonard (CHEAP SUIT and TIE).

            LEONARD (V.0.)
    My first big claims investigation - I
    really check into it. Sammy can think
    just fine, but he can't make any new
    memories, he can only remember things
    for a few minutes.

Sammy watches a commercial on T.V.

                        (CONTINUED)

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            LEONARD (V.0.) (CONT'D)
    He'd watch T.V., but anything longer than
    a couple of minutes was too confusing,
    he couldn't remember how it began. He
    liked commercials. They were short.
                            *

Sammy rolls a small GLASS BOTTLE between the palms of his hands. Mrs. Jankis rolls up her sleeve. Leonard watches as Sammy takes a SYRINGE and pushes the needle through the rubber of the bottle. The label is marked "INSULIN".

            LEONARD (V.O.)(cont'd)
    The crazy part was that this guy who
    couldn't follow the plot of "Green
    Acres" could do the most complicated
    things as long as he had learned them
    before the accident...

Sammy INVERTS the bottle and syringe, DRAWS the insulin into the syringe, withdraws the needle, holds it up to check for bubbles, TAPPING it delicately.

            LEONARD (V.0.) (CONT'D)
    ... and as long as he kept his mind on
    what he was doing.

Sammy wipes a spot on Mrs. Jankis' arm with a swab, then gently PINCHES the skin and confidently INSERTS the needle. * Mrs Jankis winces. *

            MRS JANKIS                          *
    Gentle.                           *

Sammy looks up, worried. Mrs Jankis smiles at him. Sammy pushes * the plunger, withdraws the needle and presses the swab against * the skin, lookinq into Mrs Jankis' eyes and smiling back. *

41 INT. JANKIS HOUSE FRONT HALL - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE 41 SEQUENCE##

Mrs. Jankis opens the front door to Leonard. Leonard shakes hands with Sammy, who smiles at him in apparent recognition.

            LEONARD (V.0.)
    The doctors assure me that there's a
    real condition called Korsokoff's
    syndrome; short-term memory loss, rare
    but legit. But every time I see him I
    catch a look of recognition. Just a
    slight look, but he says he can't
    remember me at all.
            (MORE)
                        (CONTINUED)

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            LEONARD (cont'd)
    I can read people and I'm thinking bad           *
    actor. Now I'm suspicious and I order
    more tests.

CUT BACK TO LEONARD IN MOTEL ROOM:

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42 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 42

Leonard DABS at some blood on his thigh with toilet paper.

            LEONARD
    His wife has to do everything. Sammy can
    only do simple stuff. He couldn't pick
    up any new skills at all, and that's how
    I got him.

43 EXT. MAIN STREET - DAY <> 43

Leonard's Jaguar pulls up at a red light. Suddenly Teddy is BANGING on the window.

            TEDDY
    Lenny! I thought you'd gone for good.
    What brings you back?

Leonard looks at Teddy, sizing him up.

            LEONARD
    Unfinished business. What made you think
    I wasn't coming back?

            TEDDY
    You said you were leaving town.

            LEONARD
    Things change.

            TEDDY
    So I see. It's good to see you. My name's
    Teddy.

            LEONARD
    Guess I've told you about my condition.

            TEDDY
        (grins)
    Only every time I see ya! Come on, I'll
    buy you lunch.

44 INT. DINER - DAY <> 44

Teddy pours ketchup all over his steak. Leonard plays with his food.

            TEDDY
    Not hungry?






                        (CONTINUED)

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44 CONTINUED: 44

            LEONARD
        (shrugs)
    It's my condition. I never know if I've
    already eaten, so I always just eat small
    amounts.

            TEDDY
    You don't have to remember to be hungry.

            LEONARD
    It's weird, but if you don't eat for a
    while then your body stops being hungry.
    You get sort of shaky but you don't
    realize you haven't eaten. Have I told
    you about Sammy Jankis?

            TEDDY
    Yeah, yeah. I heard enough about him.
    Tell me about John G. You still think
    he's here, right?

            LEONARD
    Who?

            TEDDY
    The guy you're looking for, Johnny G.
    That's why you haven't left. Am I right?

Leonard shrugs. Teddy licks his fingers and frowns.

            TEDDY (cont'd)
    Leonard, you need to be very careful.

            LEONARD
    Why?

            TEDDY
    Well, the other day you made it sound
    like you thought somebody might be trying
    to set you up. Get you to kill the wrong
    guy.

            LEONARD
    Yeah, well I go on facts, not
    recommendations, okay?

            TEDDY
    Lenny, you can't trust a man's life to
    your little notes and pictures.

            LEONARD
    Why?



                        (CONTINUED)
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            TEDDY
    Because you're relying on them alone. You
    Don't remember what you've discovered or
    how. Your notes might be unreliable.

            LEONARD
    Memory's unreliable.

Teddy snorts.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    No, really. Memory's not perfect. It's
    not even that good. Ask the police,
    eyewitness testimony is unreliable. The
    cops don't catch a killer by sitting
    around remembering stuff. They collect
    facts, make notes, draw conclusions.
    Facts, not memories: that's how you
    investigate. I know, it's what I used to
    do. Memory can change the shape of a room
    or the color of a car. It's an
    interpretation, not a record. Memories
    can be changed or distorted and they're
    irrelevant if you have the facts.

            TEDDY
    You really want to find this guy?

            LEONARD
    He took away the woman I love and he took
    away my memory. He destroyed everything;
    my life and my ability to live.

            TEDDY
    You're living.

            LEONARD
    Just for revenge. That's what keeps me
    going. It's all I have.

Teddy considers this.

             TEDDY
    We'll find him. Where are you staying?

Leonard reaches into his pocket and takes out a Polaroid.

            LEONARD
    Discount Inn. Don't know what room;
    haven't got my key.

            TEDDY
    Probably left it in your room.

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45 EXT. DISCOUNT INN - DAY <> 45

The Jaguar pulls up. Leonard gets out and heads to the office.

46 INT. DISCOUNT INN OFFICE - DAY <> 46

Leonard enters. Burt is behind the counter reading a magazine.

            LEONARD
    I'm sorry, I think I'm checked in here,
    but I've misplaced my key.

            BURT
        (looks up)
    Hi, Leonard.

47 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 47

Leonard (in boxers, bandaged arm shaving foam on thigh, * strides the row, talking on the phone and gesticulating with a disposable razor.

            LEONARD
    So Sammy can't learn any new skills. But
    I find something in my research:
    Conditioning. Sammy should still be able
    to learn through repetition. It's how 
    you learn stuff like riding a bike,
    things you don't think about, you just
    get better through practice. Call it
    muscle memory, whatever, but it's a
    completely different part of the brain
    from the short-term memory. So I have
    the doctors test Sammy's response to
    conditioning...

48 INT. EXAMINATION ROOM - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 48

Sammy sits at a table. A DOCTOR sits opposite pointing out various METAL OBJECTS sitting on the table.

            DOCTOR
    Just pick up any three objects.

            SAMMY
        (amused)
    That's a test? Where were you guys when
    I did my CPA?





                        (CONTINUED)

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Sammy PICKS UP an object and gestures to the Doctor for applause. Sammy goes for a second object, but gets a SHOCK which makes him recoil in pain. (LEONARD TO SUBSTITUTE) *

            SAMMY (cont'd)
    Ah! What the fuck?!

Sammy looks ACCUSINGLY at the Doctor.

            DOCTOR
    It's a test, Sammy.

            LEONARD (V.O.)
    Some of the objects were electrified,
    They'd give him a small shock.

BACK TO LEONARD IN MOTEL ROOM

49 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY #BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE# 49

            LEONARD
    They kept repeating the test, always
    with the same objects electrified. The
    point was to see if he could learn to
    avoid the electrified objects. Not by
    memory, but by instinct.

50 INT. NATALIE'S BEDROOM: MESSY, CHEAPLY BUT ABUNDANTLY 50 FURNISHED - MORNING <>

Leonard opens his eyes, naked in bed. He looks around, confused. With a START, he realizes that someone else is in the bed: a BRUNETTE with her back to him.

Leonard leans right over her to get a look at her face. It is NATALIE. The BRUISE on her eye and the MARK on her lip are worse than before.

She OPENS her eyes and is startled by the sight of Leonard's hovering face.

            LEONARD
    Sorry. It's only me.

Leonard FLOPS down. Natalie wakes up fully and relaxes.

            NATALIE
    Sleep okay?

            LEONARD
    Yeah. You?

Natalie shrugs. She looks at her bedside clock. (CONTINUED) MEMENTO Blue Revisions - 8/27/99

                        33.

50 CONTINUED: 50

            NATALIE
    I gotta be someplace.

She gets out of bed, wearing pajamas. Leonard swings his legs out of the bed and realizes that he is wearing trousers and socks. He looks at his tattoos, as if he has never seen them before.

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    Pretty weird.

She is smiling at him in the mirror. Leonard smiles, shrugs.

            LEONARD
    Useful. You never write a phone number on
    your hand?

            NATALIE                           *
        (through mirror)                            *
    I should be able to talk to my friend             *
    about the license plate today.                  *

            LEONARD                           *
    Yeah, the license plate...                     *

            NATALIE                           *
        (smiles)                              *
    John G's license plate number. You have         *
    it tattooed on your thigh.                     *

Natalie leaves the room. Leonard pulls down his trousers to * reveal two tattoos: *

"FACT 5: DRUG DEALER" *

"FACT 6: LICENSE PLATE NUMBER SG13 1NU" *

Leonard runs his finger over fact 6, then pulls his trousers * up and looks around the room. He spots his suit jacket * hanging over the back of a chair. He checks the pockets, pulls out his Polaroids, flips through them: a Jaguar, the Discount Inn, Natalie. He flips Natalie's picture over and looks at the back. There are two messages, but the first one has been completely scribbled over. The other one reads:

"HAS ALSO LOST SOMEONE, SHE WILL HELP YOU OUT OF PITY"

Leonard stuffs the photos back into his pocket, grabs a white shirt of f the chair and pulls it on. Natalie comes back in and starts to apply her makeup.

                        (CONTINUED)

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50 CONTINUED: (2) 50

            NATALIE
    If it's registered in this state it'll           *
    just take seconds to pull up his license
    and registration. I'll call when I've
    spoken to him.

             LEONARD                             *
    Why don't we just arrange a meeting now?            *
    I'm not too good on the phone.

Natalie takes her eye pencil and writes a NOTE on a SMALL BAG * FROM A PHARMACY. Leonard puts his jacket on. Natalie offers * him the note. It says:

"CITY GRILL, MAIN ST. THURSDAY, 1.OOPM MEET NATALIE FOR INFO"

                        (CONTINUED)

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                        34.

50 CONTINUED: (3) 50

            LEONARD (cont'd)
        (leading)
    It's great that you would... that you're
    helping me like this...

            NATALIE
        (smiles)
    I'm helping you because you helped me.

Leonard nods.

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    So will you remember me next time you seo
    me?

Leonard shakes his head and reaches for the note. Natalie grabs his lapel and pulls him down to her, kissing him gently on the mouth.

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    I think you will.

            LEONARD
        (smiles)
    I'm sorry.

Leonard heads for the door.

            NATALIE
        (amused)
    Lenny, before you go, can I have my shirt
    back please?

She tosses him his blue shirt. Leonard looks down at the white shirt which he has put on. It is way too small.

51 EXT. MAIN STREET - DAY <> 51

The Jaguar pulls up to a red light. Suddenly Teddy is banging on the window.

            TEDDY
    Lenny! I thought you'd gone for good.
    What brings you back?

52 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 52 *

Leonard (in boxers, bandaged arm) STRIDES the room, shaving * foam on leg, razor in one hand, phone in the other.

                        (CONTINUED)

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52 CONTINUED: 52

            LEONARD
    They kept testing Sammy for months,
    always with the same objects carrying
    the electrical charge...

53 INT. EXAMINATION ROOM - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 53

Sammy sits across the testing table from the Doctor. Sammy goes for a METAL OBJECT and RECOILS in pain from a SHOCK.

            SAMMY
    Ah! What the fuck?!

            DOCTOR
    It's a test, Sammy.

                            JUMP CUT TO:

54 INT. EXAMINATION ROOM - DAY #BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE# 54

AS BEFORE, but Sammy is DRESSED DIFFERENTLY. He goes for an object and is SHOCKED.

            SAMMY
    Ah! What the fuck?!

            DOCTOR
    It's a test, Sammy.

SAMMY EXTENDS A TREMBLING MIDDLE FINGER.

            SAMMY
    Yeah? Test this you fucking quack.

Sequence of JUMP CUTS of Sammy extending his MIDDLE FINGER and RECOILING in shock from the objects.

            LEONARD (V.O.)
    Even with total short-term memory loss,
    Sammy should've learned to instinctively
    stop picking up the wrong objects. All
    previous cases of short-term memory loss
    had responded to conditioning in some
    way. Sammy didn't respond at all.

BACK TO LEONARD IN MOTEL ROOM

55 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY #BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE# 55

            LEONARD
    It was enough to suggest his condition
    was psychological not physical.
            (MORE)


                        (CONTINUED)
                        36.

55 CONTINUED: 55

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    We turned down his claim on the grounds
    that he wasn't covered for mental
    illness. Sammy's wife got stuck with the
    bills and I got a promotion for
    rejecting a big claim.

Leonard looks into the mirror.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Conditioning didn't work for Sammy, so
    he became helpless. But it works for me.
    I live the way Sammy couldn't. Habit and
    Conditioning. Acting on instinct.

56 EXT./INT. NATALIE'S FRONT DOOR - DUSK <> 56 *

Leonard pulls up in his Jaguar, gets out, rings the front doorbell. It is opened by Natalie.

            LEONARD
    Natalie, right?

Natalie nods, wary of Leonard's barely concealed anger. Leonard thrusts a Polaroid photo in her face.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Who the fuck is Dodd?

The photo is of a MAN who is BOUND, GAGGED, and BLOODY. On the back of the photo:

"GET RID OF HIM, ASK NATALIE"

Natalie takes the picture and examines it.

            NATALIE
    Guess I don't have to worry about him
    anymore.

            LEONARD
        (snaps)
    Who is he? What have you got me into?

Natalie looks up and down the street.

            NATALIE
    Come inside.

57 INT. NATALIE'S LIVING ROOM: COMFORTABLE AND MESSY - NIGHT 57 <>

Natalie shows Leonard in. (CONTINUED)

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            NATALIE
    Calm down. You're not into anything. It
    was my problem, you offered no help. It's
    got nothing to do with your
    investigation.

            LEONARD
    That's the problem! How can I find John
    G. when I don't know what's going on?!
    How did you get me into this?!

            NATALIE
    Leonard, you offered to help when you saw
    what this guy did to me.

She gestures at the BRUISING on her face.

            LEONARD
    How do I know he did that to you?

            NATALIE
    I came to you straight after he did it. I
    showed you what he'd done and asked for
    your help.

            LEONARD
    So I just take your word?

            NATALIE
    Yes.

            LEONARD
        (sighs)
    Something feels wrong. I think someone's
    fucking with me. Trying to get me to kill
    the wrong guy.

            NATALIE
    Did you?

            LEONARD
    What?

            NATALIE
    Kill him.

            LEONARD
    Course not.

Natalie waves the Polaroid at him.

                        (CONTINUED)
                        38.

57 CONTINUED: (2) 57

            NATALIE
    This has nothing to do with you. You
    helped me out, and I'm grateful.

She tries to rip the picture. Leonard watches her try. The plastic is too strong.

            LEONARD
    You have to burn them.

Natalie scrunches it up and throws it down. Leonard and Natalie sit down on the couch.

            NATALIE
    You decided to help me. Trust yourself.
    Trust your own judgment. You can
    question everything, you can never know
    anything for sure.

            LEONARD
    There are things you know for sure.

            NATALIE
    Such as?

            LEONARD
    I know the feel of the world.
        (reaches forward)
    I know how this wood will sound when I
    knock.
        (raps knuckles on coffee table)
    I know how this glass will feel when I
    pick it up.
        (handles glass)
    Certainties. You think it's knowledge,
    but it's a kind of memory, a kind you
    take for granted. I can remember so much.
        (runs hands over objects)
    I know the feel of the world,
        (beat)
    and I know her.

            NATALIE
    Your wife?

            LEONARD
    She's gone and the present is trivia,
    which I can scribble down as notes.

Natalie stares at Leonard, thinking.

                        (CONTINUED)
                        39.

57 CONTINUED: (3) 57

            NATALIE
    Relax a little, okay? Take off your
    jacket.

Leonard takes his jacket off and places it on the back of the couch, patting the pockets as he does so.

            LEONARD
    It's not easy to be calm when -

            NATALIE
    Just relax.

She reaches for his arm and unbuttons his cuff, revealing the end of Leonard's tattoos.

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    You don't seem the type.

She pushes back the sleeve, trying to read the tattoo. Leonard watches her. *

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    Come on.

She starts to unbutton his shirt. He watches. Natalie gasps as she opens Leonard's shirt and pulls it back over his shoulders. She tilts her head, trying to read the different messages.

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    It's backwards.                             *                               

She pulls him up and turns him around in front of the mirror * to read the backwards tattoo across his chest. *

"JOHN G. RAPED AND MURDERED MY WIFE".

Natalie touches the blank area of skin above Leonard's heart. *

            NATALIE (cont'd)                       *
    Here?                               *

Leonard looks down at the blank patch, then at Natalie, * vulnerable, confused. *

            LEONARD                           *
    It's... it must be for when I've found him.      *
                            *

She looks at Leonard. Leonard shrugs. Natalie studies * Leonard's chest, avoiding his eyes. *

                        (CONTINUED)

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                        39A.

57 CONTINUED: (4) 57

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    I've lost somebody.

            LEONARD
    I'm sorry.


                        (CONTINUED)

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                        40.

57 CONTINUED: (5) 57

Natalie picks up a photograph from off a messy desk in the corner. She shows it to Leonard. The picture shows Natalie smiling and hugging a smirking YOUNG MAN (JIMMY). Natalie * looks up at Leonard to see his reaction.

            NATALIE
    His name was Jimmy.

            LEONARD
    What happened?

            NATALIE
    He went to meet somebody and didn't come
    back.

            LEONARD
    Who did he go to meet?

Natalie studies Leonard.

            NATALIE
    A guy called Teddy.

Leonard does not react to the name.

            LEONARD
    What do the police think?

            NATALIE
    They don't look too hard for guys like
    Jimmy.

Natalie puts the photo down. She reaches out to Leonard, * spreading her fingers over the blank part of his chest. *

            NATALIE (cont'd)
    When you find this guy, this John G.,
    what are you going to do?

            LEONARD
    Kill him.

            NATALIE
    Maybe I can help you find him. I know a         *
    lot of people.

58 INT. NATALIE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT <> 58

Natalie, eyes closed, has her head on Leonard's chest. He is shirtless, lying on top of the covers.

                        (CONTINUED)

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58 CONTINUED: 58

            LEONARD
    I don't even know how long she's been             *
    gone. It's like I've woken up in bed and
    she's not here because she's gone to the
    bathroom or something. But somehow I just          *
    know that she'll never come back to bed.            *
    I lie here, not knowing how long I've
    been alone. If I could just reach out and          *
    touch her side of the bed I could know           *
    that it was cold, but I can't. I have no            *
    idea when she left.                         *

Natalie's eyes are open.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    I know I can't have her back, but I want            *
    to be able to let her go. I don't want to
    wake up every morning thinking she's
    still here then realizing that she's not.
    I want time to pass, but it won't. How           *
    can I heal if I can't feel time?

Leonard bends his head around to see if Natalie is awake. She closes her eyes. Leonard gingerly slides from underneath her and moves silently out of the bedroom.

59 INT. NATALIE'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT <> 59

Leonard enters the dark room. He goes to the couch and picks up his shirt and his jacket. He notices the photograph which Natalie showed him on top of some papers on a desk in the corner. He holds it in a shaft of light from the streetlamp outside, studying the photo of Natalie and Jimmy.

60 INT. NATALIE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT <> 60

Natalie, eyes open, slides her hand over to where Leonard was lying, feeling his residual warmth.

ii 61 INT. NATALIE'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT <>
61

Leonard has his Polaroid photograph of Natalie out. He takes a pen out of his jacket, rests the photo against the wall in a patch of light and writes on the back, underneath the message which has been scribbled out:

"SHE HAS ALSO LOST SOMEONE. SHE WILL HELP YOU OUT OF PITY"

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62 INT. NATALIE'S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT >

Leonard enters, deposits his jacket and shirt, then slides into bed next to Natalie.

63 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 63

Leonard lies on the bed (in boxers, bandaged arm) talking on * the phone. He wipes the excess shaving foam from his thigh, and feels the SMOOTHNESS of the clean-shaven skin.

            LEONARD
    Sammy's wife was crippled by the cost of
    supporting him and fighting the
    company's decision - but it wasn't the
    money that got to her.

64 INT. JANKIS HOUSE LIVING ROOM - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE 64 SEQUENCE##

Mrs. Jankis comes into the room. Sammy is seated, watching T.V. He looks up at her with a smile. She smiles back, tense.

            LEONARD (V.0.)
    I never said that Sammy was faking. Just
    that his problem was mental, not
    physical. But she... she couldn't
    understand. She looks into his eyes and
    sees the same person. And if it's not a
    physical problem...

Sammy's Wife starts shouting at Sammy. Sammy squirms.

            LEONARD (V.0.) (CONT'D)
    ... he should just... snap out of it.

Sammy's Wife THROWS her drink in Sammy's face, puts her head in her hands, SOBBING. Sammy wipes his face on his sleeve.

BACK TO LEONARD IN MOTEL ROOM:

65 INT. MOTEL ROOM 21 - DAY ##BLACK AND WHITE SEQUENCE## 65

Leonard, talking on the phone, empties the white paper bag onto the bed beside him: Two cheap BALL-POINT PENS, SCOTCH TAPE, a pack of NEEDLES, and a FILE CARD.

                        (CONTINUED)

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65 CONTINUED: 65

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    So good old Leonard Shelby from the
    insurance company gives her the seed of
    doubt, just like he gave it to the
    doctors. But I never said that Sammy was
    faking. I never said that.

Leonard takes a NEEDLE out of the packet.

66 INT. LEONARD'S APARTMENT WITH HIGH CEILINGS AND WOODEN FLOOR 66 - NIGHT <>

We move along a hallway towards a closed door. An ominous * rumbling builds.

A66 INSERT QUICK CUTS: A66

TREMBLING, SHALLOW-FOCUS EXTREME CLOSE UPS:

A glass bottle SHATTERS against black and white ceramic tiles. A SUDDEN MOVEMENT glimpsed through a water-beaded clear plastic shower curtain.

The shower curtain pulls TAUT across a GASPING FEMALE FACE.

Leonard's REFLECTION in a MIRROR which SHATTERS.

67 INT. DODD'S MOTEL ROOM - DAY <> 67

Leonard opens his eyes, frightened. He is lying on the bed in his beige suit and blue shirt.

            LEONARD (V.0.)
    Awake.

He rolls his eyes to one side.

            LEONARD (V.O.)(cont'd)
    Where am I?

He lifts his head and surveys the room.

            LEONARD (V.O.)(cont'd)
    Motel room.

He rises from the bed, looking at the room as if for the first time. He starts looking in the dresser drawers, finding nothing.

            LEONARD (V.O.)(cont'd)
    Some anonymous motel room. Nothing in the
    drawers, but you look anyway.

                        (CONTINUED)

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67 CONTINUED: 67

He grasps the handle of the bedside drawer.

            LEONARD (V.O.) (cont'd)
    Never anything but the Gideon...

Leonard pulls the drawer open, and pauses at what he sees.

            LEONARD (V.O.) (cont'd)
    ... Bible.

In the drawer is a Gideon Bible. Resting on top of it is a HANDGUN.

Leonard turns, looks over the rest of the room. He moves to the bureau and opens drawers. Empty. He goes to the closet and OPENS it.

Inside is a BOUND and GAGGED MAN on the floor, knees against chest. His mouth is taped up with silver electrical tape, stained with DRIED BLOOD from his swollen nose. He looks up at Leonard, blinking in the sudden bright light, TERRIFIED.

Leonard SHUTS the closet door, CONFUSED. The Man in the closet starts GRUNTING and BUMPING the closet door.

There is a KNOCK at the door. Leonard looks through the peephole.

68 INT./EXT. DODD'S MOTEL - DAY <> 68

INSERT LEONARD'S P.O.V.:

A FISH-EYE TEDDY, grinning and waving.

69 INT. DODD'S MOTEL - DAY <> 69

Leonard looks around, trying to think. Teddy KNOCKS harder. The Man in the closet BUMPS and GROANS. Leonard reaches into his pocket and pulls out some Polaroids.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Just a minute!

He finds the one of Teddy, then sticks them back into his pocket. He OPENS the door to Teddy and grins.

            LEONARD (cont'd)
    Teddy!

Teddy brushes past him into the room.

            TEDDY
    Finished playing with yourself, Lenny?


                            (CONTINUED)
                        45.

69 CONTINUED: 69

Teddy SLUMPS into a chair. Leonard tries to smile. There is a faint GRUNTING and BUMPING from inside the closet. Teddy notices the noise and grins.

            TEDDY (cont'd)
    I get it - amorous neighbors.

            LEONARD
    Why are you here?

            TEDDY
        (surprised)
    You called me. You wanted my help. You
    know, Lenny, I've had more rewarding
    friendships than this one. Although I do
    get to keep using the same jokes.

Leonard thinks, then moves to the CLOSET and OPENS the door. Teddy looks in DISBELIEF at the Man in the closet.

            TEDDY (cont'd)
    Who the fuck is that?

            LEONARD
    You don't know him?

            TEDDY
    No! Should I?

Leonard shrugs.

            TEDDY (cont'd)
    Is this John G.?

            LEONARD
    I don't think so.

            TEDDY
    Think so? You don't know? Didn't you
    write it down?

            LEONARD
    I might have fallen asle

 
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2012-04-21 13:57:11
[12 years, 220 days ago]

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2012-04-21 13:57:51
[12 years, 220 days ago]

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2012-04-21 14:07:39
[12 years, 220 days ago]

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2012-04-22 09:41:14
[12 years, 219 days ago]

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Made2shred [73]
2012-04-23 12:07:58
[12 years, 218 days ago]

OFFICE SPACE

Starring

Ron Livingston (Peter), Jennifer Aniston (Joanna), Ajay Naidu (Samir), David Herman (Michael), and Gary Cole (Bill

Written by:

Transcribed by

Jean Liew

[Scene: A highway. There's a huge traffic jam. Peter drives forward a bit at a time and he sees an old man with a walker on the sidewalk. The lane next to his is moving, so he switches lanes, only to have it stop and the lane he was on move. He switches back and then it happens again. The old man is now ahead of him.]

Cut to Michael, who's rapping along with the radio. A black guy selling papers walks by and he shuts the windows and turns down the volume. He passes and he turns it back up again.

Cut to Samir. He grabs the steering wheel and shakes it in frustration.

SAMIR Motherf - shit - sonofa - ass!! I just -

He hits the steering wheel.

Cut to Milton at a bus stop. TN

He mumbles his coming lines, as he does with all his lines.

MILTON It's late again. If I'm there late again, I will be dismissed.

[Scene: Initech parking lot. Bill drives into his special spot. (Reserved for Bill Lumbergh) He turns on the alarm for his Porsche (license plate: MY PRSHE) and walks in. Peter walks in too.]

Cut to inside. Peter pauses at the door and slowly reaches out to touch the metal handle. It gives him a shock and he enters.

Cut to the cubicles. Peter goes into his. He picks up papers, turns on the computer and sits down.

NINA Corporate Counsels Payroll, Nina speaking. Just a moment.

(repeats that over and over)

Bill comes up to Peter.

BILL Hello, Peter. What's happening? Uh we have sort of a problem here. Yeah. You apparently didn't put one of the new coversheets on your TPS reports.

PETER Oh, yeah. I'm sorry about that. I, I forgot.

BILL MMMM..YEAH. YOU SEE, WE'RE PUTTING THE COVERSHEETS ON ALL TPS REPORTS NOW BEFORE THEY GO OUT. DID YOU SEE THE MEMO ABOUT THIS?

PETER Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I've got the memo right here, but, uh, uh, I just forgot. But, uh, it's not shipping out until tomorrow, so there's no problem.

BILL Yeah. If you could just go ahead and make sure you do that from now on, that will be great. And Uh, I'll go ahead and make sure you get another copy of that memo Mmmm, Ok?

He walks away.

PETER Yeah, yeah, I've got the memo, I've got -

He picks it up but Bill's at another cubicle.

BILL Hello, Phil. What's happening?

Peter tries to read his papers, but a loud radio (news) is bothering him. He stands up and sees it's Milton.

PETER Milton? Uh, could you turn that down just a little bit?

MILTON Uh, they said I could listen to the radio at a reasonable volume from nine to eleven while I'm collating.

PETER But, no, no, no. I know you're allowed to, I was just thinking, like a personal favor, y'know?

MILTON I, I told Bill that if Sandra's going to listen to her headphones while she' working, I can listen to the radio while I'm collating -

PETER Ok.

MILTON So I don't see why -

PETER Ok.

MILTON The radio, I can't -

PETER Yeah! All right!

He sits down.

MILTON I enjoy listening to the radio at a reasonable volume from nine to eleven.

Dom walks up.

DOM Hello, Peter. What's happening? (Big smile)We need to talk about your TPS reports.

PETER Yeah. The coversheet. I know, I know. Uh, Bill talked to me about it.

DOM Yeah. Uh, did you get that memo?

PETER Yeah. (holds it up) I got the memo. And I understand the policy. The problem is, I just forgot this time. And I've already taken care of it so it's not a problem anymore.

Dom nods.

DOM Yeah. It's just that we're putting new coversheets on all the TPS reports before now before they go out now. So I'd really appreciate it if you could just remember to do that. from now on. That'd be great.

He walks away. Peter's phone rings and he answers it.

PETER Peter Gibbons. (listens) Yes. (listens) I have the memo.

[Scene Another part of the room. Paper jams in the printer.]

SAMIR Oh no! Not again! Why does it say paper jam when there is no paper jam?!! I, I swear to God, one of these days, I, I, I just kick this piece of shit out the window!!!

MICHAEL you and me both, man. The thing is lucky I'm not armed.

Samir grabs the paper out, tearing off the bottom part of it.

SAMIR Piece of shit!!

Nina comes with papers.

NINA Sam...ire...Na...Na...Naga...

Samir gets it.

NINA Uh-huh!

SAMIR Please.

He sits in his and Michael's cubicle.

NINA Michael - (Michael reaches for it) Bolton?

MICHAEL That's me.

NINA Wow! Is that your real name?

MICHAEL Yeah.

NINA So are you related to the singer guy?

MICHAEL No, it's just a coincidence.

SAMIR How come no one in this country can pronounce my name right? It's Na- gee-een-ah-jah. Nagaenajar

MICHAEL At least your name isn't Michael Bolton.

SAMIR Michael, there's nothing wrong with that name.

MICHAEL There was nothing wrong with it. Until I was about nine years old and that no-talent assclown became famous and started winning Grammys.

SAMIR Well, why don't just go by Mike, instead of Michael?

MICHAEL WHY SHOULD I CHANGE IT? HE'S THE ONE WHO SUCKS.

Peter comes up to their cubicle.

PETER HEY GUYS.

MICHAEL What's up G?

PETER Wanna go to Chotchkie's, get some coffee?

SAMIR It's a little early...

PETER I gotta get out of here. I think I'm gonna lose it.

NINA Uh oh. Sounds like somebody's got a case of the Mondays.

[Scene Chotchkie's. They're sitting at a booth thing.]

PETER Boy. I tell ya, one of these days... One of these days it's gonna be like

He mimics a machine gun. Brian, a waiter, does it too, in Peter's face.

BRIAN (LAUGHS) SO CAN I GET YOU GENTLEMEN SOMETHING MORE TO DRINK? OR MAYBE SOMETHING TO NIBBLE ON? SOME PIZZA SHOOTERS, SHRIMP POPPERS, OR EXTREME FAJITAS.

PETER Just coffee.

BRIAN Oh. Sounds like a case of the Mondays.

He goes to take some more orders.

PETER What if we're still doing this when we're 50?

SAMIR It could be nice to have that kind of job security.

PETER Lumbergh's gonna have me work on Saturday, I, I can tell already. I'm doing it because, because, uh, I'm a big pussy. Which is why I work at Initech to begin with.

MICHAEL Uh, I work at Initech and I don't consider myself a pussy, ok?

SAMIR Yes, I am also not a pussy.

MICHAEL I'm gonna find out the hard way that I'm not a pussy if they don't start treating us software people better.

SAMIR That's right.

MICHAEL They don't understand. I could come up with a program that could rip that place off big timebig time.

PETER Yeah.

Cut to Joanna, a pretty waitress.

Cut back to the guys.

PETER Oh, there she is.

SAMIR Peter, you, you always talk about this girl. If you're so obsessed with her, why don't you just ask her out?

PETER Because I'm just another asshole customer. You can't just walk up to a waitress and ask her out. (cut to Joanna, and back to them) Plus, I'm still trying to work it out with Anne. Oh, that reminds me. I'm not going to be able to play poker with you guys on Friday.

MICHAEL Why not?

PETER Uh, I have to see this occupational hypnotherapist with Anne.

MICHAEL Dude! An occupational hypnotherapist?!

PETER Anne wants me to go. She thinks it might help. Y'know, sometimes I just think, I keep thinking that she's cheating on me.

MICHAEL Yeah. I know what you mean.

SAMIR Yeah.

PETER What is that supposed to mean?

MICHAEL Nothing. Why don't you just tell Anne you're not into hypnosis and you want to play poker with us?

PETER Ah, I can't do that. She might get all pissed off at me. Besides, I think the guy might be able to help. He did help Anne lose weight.

SAMIR Peter, she's anorexic.

PETER Yeah, I know. The guy's really good.

MICHAEL An occupational hypnotherapist isn't going to help you solve any of your problems. And speaking of problems, what's this I hear about you having problems with your TPS reports?

SAMIR Yeah. Didn't you get that memo?

Peter sighs.

[Scene Outside Initech. Tom, another employee, runs across the street, towards Samir, Peter and Michael.]

TOM Hey! Hey, guys! Samir!!

SAMIR Is that Tom Smykowski?

PETER What's he doing?

MICHAEL Oh, probably working on another heart attack.

TOM Have you guys see this?

He hands them a piece of paper.

MICHAEL What? It's the staff meeting. So what?

TOM We're all screwed, that's what. They're gonna downsize Initech.

SAMIR Oh, what are you talking about Tom? How do you know that?

TOM They're bringing in a consultant - that's how I know. That's what this staff meeting is all about! That's what happened at Initrode last year. You have an interview with a consultant and they bring in efficiency experts. You're interviewing for your own job!

MICHAEL Tom, every week you say you're losing your job and you're still here.

TOM I'm going to be the first one they're gonna lay off. Just the thought of having to go to the State Unemployment Office and having to stand in line with those scumbags!!!

[Scene Michael and Samir's cubicle. They're sitting there worrying.]

MICHAEL Shit. Shit.

TOM You know there are people in this world who don't have to put up with all this shit? Like that guy that invented the pet rock. You see, that's what you have to do. You have to use your mind and come up with some really great idea like that and you never have to work again!

MICHAEL I don't think the pet rock was really such a good idea.

TOM The guy made a million dollars! Y'know I had an idea like that once.

PETER Really? What was it, Tom?

TOM Well, all right. It was a Jump to Conclusions-mat. You see, it would be this mat that you would put on the floor and it would have different conclusions written on it that you couldjump to.

MICHAEL That is the worse idea I've ever heard in my life, Tom.

SAMIR Yes, yes, it's horriblethis idea.

TOM Ah, look. I, I gotta get outta here. I'll see you guys later, if I still have a job.

He goes to his cubicle.

PETER Our high school guidance counselor used to ask us what you would do if we had a million dollars and didn't have to work. And invariably, whatever we would say, that was supposed to be our careers. If you wanted to build cars, then you're supposed to be an auto mechanic.

SAMIR So what did you say?

PETER I never had an answer. I guess that's why I'm working at Initech.

MICHAEL No, you're working at Initech because that question is bullshit to begin with. (The printer is not working) If that quiz worked, there would be no janitors, because no one would clean shit up if they had a million dollars.

SAMIR Well, I would invest half of it in ??? Mutual Funds and give the rest of it to my friend, Saheib, in Securities.

MICHAEL Samir, the point of the exercise is that you could figure out what you want to do. And then (reads the printer's display) "PC load letter"?!! What the fuck does that mean?!!

He knocks off the paper tray.

[Scene Peter's apartment. He enters, tired, and sits down on the couch. He then turns on the TV.]

LAWRENCE (V/O, FROM NEXT DOOR) HEY PETER-MAN! CHECK OUT CHANNEL NINE! IT'S THE BREAST EXAM! CHECK OUT THIS CHICK!

PETER Lawrence, can't you just pretend like we can't hear each other through the wall?

LAWRENCE Oh! I'm sorry man, is Anne over there or something?

PETER No! But if you just want to talk to me, just come over.

Lawrence does so; it takes him like ten seconds.

LAWRENCE Hey man. Check this out, dude.

He changes channels a bunch of times

Pepsi commercial, a soap opera and another show. He stops on breast exam.

PETER Oh geez, Lawrence.

LAWRENCE I'm sorry, man. I thought you'd wanna see this. Doesn't this chick look like Anne?

PETER Yeah, a little bit.

LAWRENCE Hey, she hasn't been over here in a while. You two still going out?

PETER I guess, yeah. I, I don't know. Sometimes I get the feeling that she's cheating on me.

LAWRENCE Yeah, I get that feeling too, man.

PETER What do you mean by that?

LAWRENCE I don't know , man, I just get that feeling looking at her, like - I'm sorry, man. Look, I, I, I, I, I, I'm talking out of my ass. I don't know.

He gets up.

PETER It's ok. I just had a rough day.

LAWRENCE Tell me about it, man. (sits on the couch) I gotta wake my ass up at six AM every day of this week and drag myself up to Vascalinas. Yeah, I'm doing the drywall up there at the new McDonalds.

PETER Let me ask you something. When you come in on Mondays, and you're not feeling too well, does anybody ever come up to you and say "sounds like someone's got a case of the Mondays"?

LAWRENCE No. No, man, shit, no, man. I believe you get your ass kicked for sayin' something like that, man.

PETER Huh.

LAWRENCE We still going fishing this weekend?

PETER Nah. Lumbergh's gonna make me come in this Saturday. I know it.

LAWRENCE Well, you can get out of that easily.

PETER Yeah, how?

LAWRENCE (Gets up) Well, when you work on an Saturday, he generally asks you at the end of the day, right? (gets a beer) So all you have to do is avoid him (peter offers him a bottle cap remover) That's all right, i got one (he gets on from his pocket) The last few hours of the day. And turn off your answering machine, you should be home free then.

PETER That's a really good idea. (sits on the couch) Lawrence, what would you do if you had a million dollars?

He sits down.

LAWRENCE I'll tell you what I'll do, man--Two chicks at the same time.

Peter laughs.

PETER That's it? If you had a million dollars, that's what you'd do, two chicks at the same time?

LAWRENCE Damn straight, man. I've always wanted to do that. I figure if I were a millionaire, I could hook that up. Chicks dig guys with money.

PETER Well not all chicks.

LAWRENCE Well, the type that double up on a guy like me do.

PETER Good point.

LAWRENCE NOW, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

PETER Besides two chicks at the same time?

LAWRENCE Oh yeah.

PETER Nothing.

LAWRENCE Nothing, huh?

PETER I would relax, I would sit on my ass all day, I would do nothing.

LAWRENCE You don't need a million dollars to do nothing, man. Take a look at my cousin. He's broke and don't do shit.

[Scene Peter's room. He's in bed and he keeps hearing voices.]

NINA Corporate payroll, Nina speaking. Just a moment. Corporate payroll, Nina speaking. Just a moment. Corporate payroll, Nina speaking. Just a moment.

Peter buries his head in his pillow.

[Scene The staff meeting. Peter's watch reads Friday 12, 10:37. Everyone's standing outside their cubicles. There's a banner that says "Is This Good for the COMPANY?"]

BILL So you should ask yourself, with every decision that you make (points to the banner) Is this good for the company? Am I helping the best way that I can for the company...

PETER Is that the guy?

TOM Yeah...

BILL Good. Well, uh, I'd like to, uh, welcome a new member to our team. Uh, Bob Slydell. Yeah. Uh, he is, uh, a consultant. Yeah. He is a consultant. (Tom shakes his head) He'll be helping us out a little here, asking some questions, making sure things go a little more smoothly. Yeah. Oh and remember, next Friday is Hawaiian shirt day! So, y'know, if you want to, go ahead and uh, wear a Hawaiian shirt and jeans.

[Scene Milton's cubicle, under the banner. He's on the phone with Peter.]

MILTON I, I don't care if they, if they lay me off either, because I, I told Bill that if he moves my desk one more time, then, then I'm quitting. I'm going to quit. And I told Dom too because they've moved my desk four times. I used to be by the window, where I could see the squirrels and they were merry. But then they switched from the Swingline to the Boston stapler, but I kept my Swingline. (he's holding his red Swingline) (Camera pans to Peter) They have my staples for the Boston and I kept the staples from the Swingline stapler.

PETER Ok, Milton.

MILTON And if, if they take my stapler, I will, I will set this building on fire.

PETER Oh, that's great. I will talk to you later.

He hangs up and looks at his watch

4:45. Peter looks around and sees Bill. He ducks and peeks to see Bill talking with some workers. He quickly tries to save his files, but the computer is slower than he'd like. Bill is talking to other guys.

PETER Oh, come on! (it finished saving, but starts to save another file) Oh, for crying out -!

He peeks over the wall again. The computer finally finished saving and he turns it off. He peeks over the wall but Bill's not there. He gets ready to leave and almost runs into Bill.

BILL Hello Peter. What's happening? Um, I'm gonna need you go ahead and come in tomorrow. So if you could be here around nine, that would be great. (starts to walk away) Oh, oh, yeaI forgot. I'm gonna also need you to come in Sunday too. We, uh, lost some people this week and we need to sorta catch up. Thanks.

[Scene Outside the clinic. A sign says

Hypnotherapist; Dr. Swanson, CCS; Anxiety, Depression, Marriage, Weight Loss, Smoking, Insurance

Cut to inside. Anne is with Peter. Opposite them are Dr. Swanson and two other patients.

PETER So I'm sitting in my cubicle today and I realized that ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So it means that every single day you see me, that's on the worse day of my life.

DR. SWANSON What about today? Is today the worse day of your life?

PETER Yeah.

DR. SWANSON Oh, that's bad stuff.

PETER I'm sorry.

DR. SWANSON Ok.

PETER But is there any way that you, you could just sock me out so there's no way that I'll know I'm at work? Right here? (points to his head) Can I just come home and think I've been fishing all day or something?

DR. SWANSON That's really not what I do, Peter. However, the good news is, I think I can help you. I want you to do something for me, Peter. (dims the lights) I want you to try and relax. I want you to relax every muscle in your body, from your toes to your fingertips. Now I want you to relax your legs. You're going to begin to feel your eyelids getting heavy as you slip deeper and deeper into a state of complete relaxation. the air of concerns to you is disappearing. Deeper, way down, your concerns about your job melts away. Way, way down. Now when I count backwards from three, you'll be in a state of complete relaxation. your worries, cares and ambitions will be gone. And you will remain in that state until I snap my fingers. Three. Deeper and deeper. Way down, way down. Two. Way down. One.

He faints out of the chair and everyone rushes to his aid.

ANNE Oh my God, Dr. Swanson! Ooh! Ooh! Is he dead? Oh!

She runs to get help. Peter just sits there and smiles. The hypnosis thing apparently worked...

[Scene Peter's bedroom. Saturday morning, 8:00. His alarm clock beeps and he sits up. He looks at the clock and decides to go back to sleep.]

Cut to later. Peter's still asleep. The phone rings and the answering machine picks up.

BILL Yah, hi. It's Bill Lundbergh. It's about ten o' clock, uh, wondering where you are.

Cut to later. Peter's still asleep. The phone rings again.

BILL ON MACHINE) YEAH, HI, IT'S BILL LUMBERGH AGAIN. I JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE YOU KNEW THAT WE, UH, DID START AT THE, UH, USUAL TIME THIS MORNING. (PETER ROLLS OVER...) YEAH, IT ISN'T A HALF DAY OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. SO IF YOU COULD GET HERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, THAT WOULD BE TERRIFIC.

Cut to later. Peter finally gets up. The answering machine has seventeen messages. He listens to them.

BILL Yeah, hi, it's Bill Lum -

Next message

BILL Yeah, it's -

Next message

BILL Yeah, hi, it's Bill Lumbergh -

Next message

BILL Yeah, it's me again. Uh, I was away from my desk for a minute. Just checking in case you called while I was gone.

The phone rings. Peter answers it.

PETER Hello?

ANNE Peter, what's going on?!

PETER Huh?

ANNE It's 3:30. Why aren't you at work?!

PETER Because I didn't feel like it.

ANNE Peter, what is wrong with you?! First, you sit there while Dr. Swanson dies and you just walk out of the car and embarrass me in front of my friends. Don't blame this on hypnosis either. That's total bull!

Peter hangs up but Anne calls back.

ANNE ANSWERING MACHINE) LISTEN, ASSHOLE. NO ONE HANGS UP ON ME. WE'RE THROUGH!!! AND HA- ONE MORE THING. I'VE BEEN CHEATING ON YOU!!!! (BEEP

Peter gets back into bed.

[Scene Initech. Another staff meeting.]

BILL From now on, you use the time sheets if you work on two or more job codes and you need the extra columns to fit it all in. Otherwise, use the old time sheets...

TOM Where's Peter? How come he didn't show up this weekend?

MICHAEL I, I don't know.

BILL ...it would really, really help us out.

MICHAEL POINTS) WHO'S THAT GUY?

BILL So, uh, any questions?

[Scene Chotchkie's. Peter enters and goes up to Joanna at the counter.]

PETER Hi, I'm Peter.

JOANNA Hi. How can I help you?

PETER What are you doing for lunch today?

JOANNA Well, our specials are barbecued chicken - it's actually right over there on the board. (points) Excuse me.

She goes to take orders.

BRIAN Hey! Look who's back! Table for three, to -

Peter shoves him out of his way and goes over to Joanna.

PETER I was asking what you were doing for lunch. Would you like to have lunch with me?

JOANNA Oh, are you serious? Yeah, I don't , I don't think I'm supposed to do that.

PETER Oh. I'll tell you what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna go next door and get a table and if you'd like to join me, no big deal. All right? And if not, that's cool too. Ok?

He starts to walk away.

JOANNA Uh, when you say "next door", do you mean Chili's or Flingers?

PETER Flingers.

JOANNA Ok.

[Scene Initech. Bob Slydell and Bob Porter are interviewing Tom.]

BOB SLYDELL So what you do is you take the specifications from the customers and you bring them down to the software engineers?

TOM That, that's right.

BOB PORTER Well, then I gotta ask, then why can't the customers just take the specifications directly to the software people, huh?

TOM Well, uh, uh, uh, because, uh, engineers are not good at dealing with customers.

BOB SLYDELL You physically take the specs from the customer?

TOM Well, no, my, my secretary does that, or, or the fax.

BOB SLYDELL Ah.

BOB PORTER Then you must physically bring them to the software people.

TOM Well...no. Yeah, I mean, sometimes.

BOB SLYDELL Well, what would you say you do here?

TOM Well, look, I already told you. I deal with the goddamn customers so the engineers don't have to!! I have people skills!! I am good at dealing with people!!! Can't you understand that?!? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!!!!!!!

CUT TO THE CUBICLES. TOM EXITS THE INTERVIEW ROOM AND MICHAEL ENTERS.

Cut to inside.

BOB SLYDELL Let's see. You're Michael...Bolton?

He nods.

BOB PORTER Is that your real name?

MICHAEL Yeah.

BOB PORTER Are you in any relation to the pop singer?

MICHAEL It's just a coincidence.

BOB SLYDELL LAUGHS) TO BE HONEST WITH YOU, I LOVE HIS MUSIC. I DO . I AM A MICHAEL BOLTON FAN. FOR MY MONEY, I DON'T THINK IT GETS ANY BETTER THAN WHEN HE SINGS WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN.

BOB PORTER I mean you must really love his music.

MICHAEL Yeah. Yeahhe, he, he's pretty, he's pretty good, I guess.

BOB SLYDELL You're GOD DAMN right he is.

They laugh.

BOB PORTER So tell me. What's your favorite song of his?

MICHAEL Hmm. I, I, I don't know. I mean, I guess, I sorta like 'em all.

The Bobs laugh.

BOB SLYDELL HA HA! I feel the exact same way, but it must be hard for you, I mean, having the same name as him. I celebrate the guy's entire catalogue. But anyway, let's get down to business, Michael!

MICHAEL You, you know, you can just call me Mike.

They stare at him.

[Scene Flingers. Peter is saving a table and Joanna enters.]

JOANNA Hi.

PETER Hey.

JOANNA I wonder if they will let me wear this in here.

PETER I think it would be ok. Would you like to sit down?

He motions to a chair.

JOANNA Ok. (does so) Wow. This place is really nice.

PETER Yeah, is it?

JOANNA Oh my God, compared to Chotchkie's. I like the uniforms better anyways.

PETER I like yours.

JOANNA Nah. (makes a face

Peter looks at the buttons' wearing on his suspender. One says We're not in Kansas anymore. The one underneath says POOF.

PETER "We're not in Kansas anymore."

JOANNA Yeah. Really. (laughs

PETER It's on your - (points

JOANNA Oh! That's, uh, that's uh, my pieces of flair.

PETER What are pieces of flair?

JOANNA That's where you know, suspenders and buttons and all sorts of stuff. We're, uh, we're actually required to wear fifteen pieces of flair. quite stupid actually.

PETER Do you get to pick them out yourself?

JOANNA Yeah. Yeah. Although I didn't actually choose these. I, uh, I just grabbed fifteen buttons and, uh, I don't even know what they say! Y'know, I don't really care. I don't really like talking about my flair.

PETER Ok.

JOANNA So, where do you work, uh, Peter?

PETER Initech.

JOANNA And, uh, what do you do there, Peter?

PETER I sit in a cubicle and I update bank software for the 2000 switch.

JOANNA NODS) WHAT'S THAT?

PETER You see, they wrote all this bank software and to save space, they put 98 instead of 1998. So I go through these thousands of lines of code and uh, it doesn't really matter. I, uh, I don't like my job. I don't think I'm gonna go anymore.

JOANNA You're just not gonna go?

PETER Yeah.

JOANNA Won't you get fired?

PETER I don't know. But I really don't like it so I'm not gonna go.

JOANNA LAUGHS) SO YOU'RE GONNA QUIT?

PETER No, no, not really. I'm just gonna stop going.

JOANNA When did you decide all that?

PETER About a week ago.

JOANNA Really?

PETER Oh, yeah.

JOANNA Ok. So, so you're gonna get another job?

PETER I don't think I 'd like another job.

JOANNA LAUGHS) SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT MONEY AND BILLS?

PETER Y'know, I never really liked paying bill? I don't think I'll do that either.

JOANNA LAUGHS) SO WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?

PETER I want to take you out for dinner and then I wanna go to my apartment and watch Kung Fu. Did you ever watch Kung Fu?

Joanna gets a weird look on her face.

JOANNA I love Kung Fu...

PETER Channel 39.

JOANNA Totally...

PETER You should come over and watch Kung Fu tonight.

JOANNA Ok...

PETER Great.

JOANNA Ok. Can we order lunch first?

PETER Yeah.

JOANNA Ok.

[Scene Milton's cubicle. He hears bill talking and eavesdrops.]

BILL ...stapler off my desk...

Milton puts his Swingline stapler somewhere else. The guys laugh.

BILL ...anyway, sounds great, Bob. I'll see you in a few. (they walk off) Hey, Milton, what's happening?

MILTON Uh...sir...

BILL Uh, I'm going to have to ask you to move your desk. Now, if you could get it to go as far back against that wall as possible, that would be great.

MILTON No, no, because I was, I was -

BILL That way, we'll have some room for more boxes and things we need to put in here.

MILTON No...sir...

BILL Uh (sees the Swingline) Oh there it is.

MILTON No. No.

BILL Let me just get that from ya. (picks it up) Great. So if you could get to that as soon as possible, that would be terrific. Have a nice lunch, Milton. Bye.

He walks off.

MILTON Ok. I'll set the building on fire.

[Scene Hallway at Initech. Peter enters in casual clothes. Milton walks up to him.]

MICHAEL Peter!

PETER Michael!

MICHAEL What the hell's going on, man? I thought you were going to come in here and start shooting.

PETER I just came to get my address book. I'm not gonna stay. I've got a number I don't wanna lose.

MICHAEL What?! Peter, you're in deep shit! You were supposed to come in on Saturday. What were you doing?

PETER Michael, I did nothing. I did absolutely nothing and it was everything that I thought it could be.

MICHAEL Well, I hope you have a better story than that for Lumbergh. You know, you're supposed to be having your interview right now with the consultants.

PETER Who?

He writes down Joanna's number.

MICHAEL What has gotten into you?

PETER Oh yeah. Right.

MICHAEL Peter, Peter you, gotta postpone it man. Tell them you were sick. Make something up.

PETER Ah, no way. I feel great.

[Scene The interview room.]

BOB PORTER The next paper looks like a Peter Gibbons.

Peter enters.

BOB SLYDELL Aha! All right. We were just talking about you. You must be Peter Gibbons. Uh huh. Terrific. I'm Bob Slydell and this is my associate, Bob Porter.

PETER Hi, Bob. Bob.

BOB PORTER Why don't you grab a seat and join us for a minute?

He does so.

BOB SLYDELL Y'see, what we're trying to do here, we're just trying to get a feel for how people spend their day. So, if you would, would you just walk us through a typical day for you?

PETER Yeah.

BOB SLYDELL Great.

PETER Well, I generally come in at least fifteen minutes late. I use the side door, that way Lumbergh can't see me. Uh, and after that, I just sorta space out for about an hour.

BOB PORTER Space out?

PETER Yeah. I just stare at my desk but it looks like I'm working. I do that for probably another hour after lunch too. I'd probably, say, in a given week, I probably do about fifteen minutes of real, actual work.

BOB SLYDELL Uh, Peter, would you be a good sport and indulge us and tell us a little more?

PETER Let me tell you something about TPS reports...'

Cut to later. Peter is more relaxed.

PETER The thing is, Bob, it's not that I'm lazy. It's just that I just don't care.

BOB PORTER Don't, don't care? PETER It's a problem of motivation, all right? Now, if I work my ass off and Initech ships a few extra units, I don't see another dime. So where's the motivation? And here's another thing, Bob. I have eight different bosses right now!

BOB SLYDELL I beg your pardon?

PETER Eight bosses.

BOB SLYDELL Eight?

PETER Eight, bob. So that means when I make a mistake, I have eight different people coming by to tell me about it. That's my real motivation - is not to be hassled. That and the fear of losing my job, but y'know, Bob, it will only make someone work hard enough not to get fired.

BOB SLYDELL Bear with me for a minute.

PETER Ok.

BOB SLYDELL Believe me, this is hypocritical. But what if you were offered some kind of stock option and equity sharing program?

PETER I don't know. I guess. Listen, I'm gonna go. It's been really nice talking to be of you guys.

He shakes their hands.

BOB SLYDELL Absolutely. It's all on this side of the table, trust me.

PETER Good luck with your layoffs. I hope your firings go really well.

BOB SLYDELL Wow.

Cut to the cubicle's. Peter walks past them and into the hall.

BILL Hey, Peter, what's happening? Listen, uh -

Peter walks right past him.

[Scene Chotchkie's]

STAN Joanna? Would you come here for a moment, please?

JOANNA I'm sorry. I was late. I was having lunch.

STAN I need to talk about your flair.

JOANNA Really? I have 15 buttons on. I, uh, (shows him

STAN Well, ok, 15 is minimum, ok?

JOANNA Ok.

STAN Now, it's up to you whether or not you want to just do the bare minimum. Well, like Brian, for example, has 37 pieces of flair. And a terrific smile.

JOANNA Ok. Ok, you want me to wear more?

STAN Look. Joanna.

JOANNA Yeah.

STAN People can get a cheeseburger anywhere, ok? They come to Chotchkie's for the atmosphere and the attitude. That's what the flair's about. It's about fun.

JOANNA Ok. So, more then?

STAN Look, we want you to express yourself, ok? If you think the bare minimum is enough, then ok. But some people choose to wear more and we encourage that, ok? You do want to express yourself, don't you?

JOANNA Yeah. Yeah.

STAN Great. Great. That's all I ask.

JOANNA Ok.

[Scene Conference room. Dom and Bill are talking to the two Bob's.]

BOB SLYDELL Right. So there's three more people we can easily lose. There's Tom Smykowski.

BILL He's useless.

BOB SLYDELL Gone.

DOM Sounds good to me.

BOB SLYDELL Here's a peculiar one. Milton Waddams.

DOM Who's he?

BOB You know, squirrely looking guy, mumbles a lot.

DOM Oh.

BOB SLYDELL We can't find a record of him being a current employee here.

BOB PORTER I looked into it more deeply and I found what happened was he got layed off about five years ago and no one ever told him about it. But through a glitch in Payroll, he still gets a paycheck. I went ahead and fixed the glitch.

BILL Great.

DOM So, um, Milton has been let go.

BOB SLYDELL Just a second there, Professor. We, uh, we fixed the glitch. So he won't be receiving a paycheck anymore. So it'll just work itself out naturally.

BOB PORTER We always like to avoid confrontation whenever possible. The problem is solved from here on, then.

They laugh.

BOB SLYDELL Uh, we should move on to a Peter Gibbons. I had a chance to meet this young man and boy does he have Straight to Upper Management written all over him.

BILL Ooh, uh, yeah. I'm going to have to go ahead and sort of disagree with you there. Yeah. Uh, he's been real flaky lately and I'm not sure that he's the caliber person you want for upper management. He's been having some problems with his TPS reports.

BOB PORTER I'll handle this. We feel that the problem isn't with Peter.

BOB SLYDELL Um-um.

BOB PORTER It's that you haven't challenged him enough to get him really motivated.

BOB SLYDELL There it is.

BILL Yeah, I'm not sure about that now.

BOB PORTER All right, Bill. Let me ask you this. How much time each week would you say you deal with these TPS reports?

BILL Yeah...

[Scene Peter parks in Bill's usual spot and goes into the building. He takes a drill and removes the metal door handle.]

Cut to outside, where Bill has to park in the handicap spot.

Cut back inside. Peter tears down the banner.

Cut to outside. Bill's Porsche is being towed away. They only manage to pull off the bumper.

Cut to Peter and Joanna watching Kung Fu. They're about to kiss.

LAWRENCE Hey Peter man! Check out channel nine! It's a breast exam! Whoo!!

Cut to Peter's cubicle. Bill checks his watch because Peter's still not there.

Cut to a lake. Lawrence, Peter and Joanna are fishing. Peter holds up a big fish.

Cut to Initech. Peter enters with an Igloo cooler.

DOM Hello, Peter.

PETER Hey Dom!

He slaps him on the back.

Cut to Peter's cubicle. He puts the fish on his desk and starts to gut it. He throws its entrails on a stack of TPS reports.

Cut to Peter and Joanna watching Kung Fu.

Cut to Peter removing the screws in the cubicle wall. He pushes it over. It reveals a window and Peter relaxes.

[Scene Peter's cubicle, now with only one wall. he's playing Tetris as Bill walks up.]

BILL So, Peter, what's happening? Now are you going to go ahead and have those TPS reports for us this afternoon? (Peter keeps playing) Uh, yeah. So I guess we should probably go ahead and have a little talk, hmm?

PETER Not right now, Lumbergh. I'm, I'm kinda busy. In fact, I'm going to have to ask you to go ahead and just come back another time. I have a meeting with the Bobs in a couple of minutes.

BILL Uh, I wasn't aware of a meeting with them.

PETER Yeah, they called me at home.

BILL That sounds good, Peter. Uh, and we'll go ahead and, uh, get this all fixed up for you later.

[Scene Milton's cubicle. He's organizing papers.]

MILTON F...C...P...

BILL Hi, Milton. What's going on?

MILTON I, I, I, I, I didn't receive my paycheck this week.

BILL Uh, you're gonna have to talk to Payroll about that.

MILTON I, I did and they, and they said -

BILL Uh, we're gonna need to move your desk downstairs into Storage B.

MILTON No...I...I...

BILL Uh, we have some new people coming in and we need all the space we can get.

MILTON No...no...no...no...but...but...but...I, I, I -

BILL And if you could could go ahead and get a can of psticide and take care of the roach problem we've been having that would be great. (He walks away.

MILTON I can't...Excuse me. I believe you have my stapler?

[Scene The meeting between Peter and the two Bobs.]

BOB PORTER It looks like you've been missing a lot of work lately.

PETER I wouldn't say I've been missing it, Bob.

They laugh.

BOB SLYDELL That's terrific, Peter. I,I, I'm sure you've, you've, you've heard some of the rumors around the hallway about how we're just going to do a little (finger quotes) housecleaning with some of the software people.

PETER Well, Bob, I have heard that and you gotta do what you gotta do.

BOB PORTER Well, these people here. First, Mr. Samir Naga...Naga...

BOB SLYDELL Naga...

BOB PORTER Naga-worker here anyway!

The Bobs laugh.

BOB SLYDELL Mr. Mike Bolton. We're certainly gonna miss him.

PETER You're gonna layoff Samir and Michael!?

BOB PORTER We're gonna bring in some entry level graduates for us to work in Singapore, that's the usual deal.

BOB SLYDELL Well, it's standard operating procedure.

PETER Do they know about this yet?

BOB SLYDELL No! No, of course not. We always find it's better to fire people on a Friday. It's statistically shown that there's less chance of an incident if we do it at the end of the week. Anyway, Peter, what we would like to do is put you into a position where you would have as many as four people working right underneath you.

BOB PORTER This is a big promotion, Pete.

BOB SLYDELL Huge.

PETER So you're gonna fire Samir and Michael and give me more money?

BOB SLYDELL Umm-hmm.

PETER Wow!

[Scene Michael is messing with the printer.]

MICHAEL Yeah. Yeah. That's it. That's exactly what I need. Just give it to me. Come on. Come on, you little fucker. Let's go! That's what I need. Let's do that. Let's do exactly that, you little, fu-

Peter walks up to him.

PETER Listen... Well, what are you doing tonight?

[Scene Peter's place. Michael, Samir and Peter are there.]

PETER There comes a place in a man's life and, uh, maybe that time for you is now, when it doesn't hurt to think about the future.

MICHAEL Uh, no offense, there, Peter, but think about yourself, sport. You're the one who's been flaking out at work. Whatever that religious experience or whatever the hell it was, you better snap out of it, or you're gonna get canned.

PETER Yeah. I, I, I...Listen, that virus you're always talking about. The one that, that could rip off the company for a bunch of money...

MICHAEL Yeah? What about it?

PETER Well, how does it work?

MICHAEL It's pretty brilliant. What it does is where there's a bank transaction, and the interests are computed in the thousands a day in fractions of a cent, which it usually rounds off. What this does is it takes those remainders and puts it into your account.

PETER This sounds familiar.

MICHAEL Yeah. They did this in Superman III.

PETER Yeah. What a good movie.

MICHAEL A bunch of hackers did this in the 70s and one of them got busted.

PETER Well, so they check for this now?

MICHAEL No, you see, Initech's so backed up with all the software we're updating for the year 2000, they'd never notice.

PETER You're right. And even if they wanted to, they could never check all that code.

MICHAEL It's numbers up their asses.

PETER So, Michael, what's to keep you from doing this?

MICHAEL It's not worth the risk. I got a good job.

PETER What if you didn't have a good job?

[Scene A bar. Michael and Peter are there.]

MICHAEL Cockos! Samir and I are the best programmers in that place. And you, you haven't even been showing up and you get to keep your job.

PETER Actually, I'm being promoted.

MICHAEL What?!!!

PETER Yeah, I know, Michael. It's completely unfair. And I realized something today. It's not about me and my dream of doing nothing. It's about all of us together. I don't know what happened at that hypnotherapist the other day; maybe it was just shock. It's wearing off now, but when I saw that fat man keel over and die, Michael, I realized that we don't have a lot of time on this earth. We weren't meant to spend it this way. Human beings weren't meant to sit in little cubicles, starring at computer screens all day, filling out useless forms and listening to eight different bosses drone on about mission statements.

MICHAEL I told those fudge-packers that I like Michael Bolton's music. God.

PETER that is not right, Michael. For five years now, you've worked your ass off at Initech, hoping for a promotion or some kind of profit sharing or something. Five years of your mid-20s now, gone. And you're gonna go in tomorrow and they're gonna throw you out into the street. You know why? So Bill Lumbergh's stock will go up a quarter of a point. Michael, let's make that stock go down. Let's take enough money from that place that we never ever have to sit in a cubicle ever again. Your software works right?

MICHAEL Of course it works. That's not the point. Look, even if it could work, I don't know how to install it. I don't know the credit union software loan.

PETER Yeah? But Samir does.

[Scene Peter's apartment. Samir's there, along with Michael and Peter.]

SAMIR But that's not much money, I -

PETER That's the beauty of it. Each withdrawal is a fraction of a cent. That's too small to notice. Take a thousand withdrawals a day, space it out over a few years, that's a couple hundred thousand dollars.

MICHAEL Just like Superman III.

SAMIR Superman III - that's it, I have to leave now, ok? (gets up) I have to get my resume ready.

PETER Get your resume ready for what? Another job where they can fire you for no reason?

SAMIR That's right! If I'm lucky.

PETER Look, I don't know about you guys, but I'm tired of being pushed around. Aren't you?

SAMIR Yes, Peter, but I'm not going to do something illegal.

PETER Illegal? Samir, this is America! Come on, sit down! Come on! This isn't Riyadh! They're not gonna saw your hands off, all right? The worse they can do is put you for a couple of months into a while collar, minimum security resort! Shit, we should be so lucky! Did you know they have conjugal visits there?

SAMIR Really.

PETER Yes.

MICHAEL Shit, I'm afraid. I haven't had a conjugal visit in six months.

SAMIR So what do you think?

MICHAEL This thing actually is pretty fail-safe, Samir.

PETER You came here looking for a land of opportunity. And this is the knock of that opportunity. Tomorrow's your last day at Initech. You have two options

unemployment or early retirement. What's it gonna be?

SAMIR I have a question.

PETER Yes.

SAMIR In, in these conjugal visits, you can have sex with women?

PETER Yep. You sure can.

SAMIR Ok. I'm gonna do it.

PETER That's what I'm talking about! I'm talking about America!!

MICHAEL Peter Let's discuss the plan, all right?

PETER All right.

MICHAEL All right. It works like a computer virus. All right? So all we have to do is load it anywhere into the credit union mainframe and it'll do the rest.

PETER Ok, you guys give me that disk and I'll take it from there. Oh, but listen. Before we go any further, all right, we have to swear to God, Allah, that nobody knows about this, all right? No family members, no girlfriends, nobody!

SAMIR Of course.

MICHAEL Agreed.

LAWRENCE Don't worry man! I won't tell anybody about this either!

MICHAEL Who the fuck is that?!

PETER Uh, don't worry about him. He's cool. All right. Now here's how I see it all going down...

[Scene Initech. Peter shakes the Bobs' hands.]

BOB SLYDELL Peter, congratulations. This is one heck of a promotion.

BOB PORTER And we'll go ahead and get some people under you right away.

(They give a thumbs up.

[Scene Samir and Michael's cubicle. They look at each other. Michael copies the virus and looks around. He gives it to Samir. Samir walks by Peter and gives it to him. He puts it into his computer and copies the file. He goes to Samir and Michael's cubicle.]

MICHAEL Well, that was easy.

PETER Yeah, I guess it was.

MICHAEL What did you do with the -

DREW Hey guys.

PETER Oh, hey Drew.

DREW did you guys hear about Tom Smykowski?

MICHAEL The guy who got laid off?

DREW No, man, check this out.

[Flashback. Tom's getting drunk in his kitchen.]

DREW V/O) LAST WEEK, AFTER HE FOUND OUT HE WAS GETTING LAID OFF, HE TRIES TO KILL HIMSELF BY RUNNING THE CAR IN THE GARAGE.

Cut to Tom in his car.

MICHAEL V/O) IS HE DEAD?!

DREW V/O) BUT THAT WIFE OF HIS COMES HOME EARLY FROM WORK EARLY AND FOUND HIM IN THE CAR AND TRIES TO PLAY IT OFF AS IF NOTHING HAPPENED.

TOM COUGH) I WAS HAVING SOME TROUBLE WITH THE SHIFTER HERE. IT'S JAMMED. I, I COULDN'T GET IT INTO DRIVE. I, I, I MEAN, REVERSE.

MRS. SMYKOWSKI Are you ok, Tom?

TOM Yeah.

DREW V/O) AND THEN, AS HE'S LOOKING AT HER, HE DECIDES HE WANTS TO LIVE.

TOM I'm ok.

MRS. SMYKOWSKI Right.

TOM It seems to be working now. See ya later, honey. Love ya.

He backs out.

DREW V/O) BUT THEN AS HE BACKS OUT INTO HIS DRIVEWAY, HE'S SLAMMED BIG TIME BY A DRUNK DRIVER.

We hear a bang from behind the closing garage door.

Cut back to Initech, present.

PETER Well, is he ok?

DREW Sort of. He broke both his wrists, his legs, a couple of ribs, his back. But check it out. He's gonna get a huge settlement out of this. Like seven figures. He's getting out of the hospital this weekend and he's throwing a big party to celebrate. I'm thinking I'm gonna take that new chick from Logistics. I might be showing her my O face. Oh! Oh! Oh! you know what I'm talking about. Oh! Yeah. Right. See you guys there.

[Scene Peter's car. Samir and Michael are with him.]

MICHAEL Wow, our last day at Initech.

SAMIR I can't believe they had security escort us out. Not like we're gonna steal something.

PETER I stole something.

MICHAEL Oh yeah. I guess we all did.

PETER No, I stole something else.

SAMIR What did you steal?

PETER We'll call it a going away present.

[Scene A field. They drop the printer. Samir stomps on it four times and Michael, eight times. Peter hands Samir a bat. He hits the printer twice and Michael takes over. He starts to punch it. Samir and Peter pull him away, but he runs back to destroy the evil printer.]

Cut to Peter's place. Samir's trying to break dance.

[Scene Outside Peter's place.]

PETER Everything is going to be ok. Ok?

SAMIR The one I see is -

PETER I can see this working. I gotta go. I gotta go. Joanna's coming over. Don't worry! You're worrying! All right? Monday morning we're gonna check the account balance and everything will be all right. Don't miss Tom's barbecue. I'll see you there.

Peter goes inside.

SAMIR RAPPING) BACK UP IN YOUR ASS WITH THE RESURRECTION...

[Scene Peter's place, morning. Joanna sees all the empty liquor bottles.]

JOANNA Hey, what were you guys celebrating last night?

PETER Um, I'm not really at liberty to talk about it. I really can't.

[Scene Peter's car. He and Joanna are going to the barbecue.]

PETER So when the subroutine compounds the interest, right, it uses all these extra decimals places that just get rounded off. So we just simplify the whole thing and we just round it down and drop the remainder into an account that we own.

JOANNA So you're stealing.

PETER Ah, no. No. You don't understand. It's, uh, very complicated. It's, uh, it's, it's aggregate so I'm talking about fractions of a cent that, uh, over time, they add up to a lot.

JOANNA Ok. So you're gonna make a lot of money, right?

PETER Yeah.

JOANNA Ok. That's not yours?

PETER Well, it, it becomes ours.

JOANNA How's that not stealing?

PETER I don't think, I don't think I'm explaining this very well. Um, this Seven Eleven, right? If you take a penny from the tray -

JOANNA From the crippled children?!

PETER No, that's the tray. I'm talking about the tray. The penny's for everybody.

JOANNA Oh, for everybody. Ok.

PETER Yeah, well, those are whole pennies.

JOANNA Yeah.

PETER Right. I'm just talking about fractions of a penny here, but we do it from a much bigger tray. A couple of million times. So what's wrong with that?

JOANNA It seems wrong.

PETER It's not wrong. Initech is wrong. Initech is an evil corporation, all right? Chotchkie's is wrong. Doesn't it bother you that you have to get up in the morning and put on pieces of flair?

JOANNA Yeah, but I'm not about to go in and start taking money from the register!

PETER You know, the Nazis had pieces of flair but they made the Jews wear them.

JOANNA What?!

PETER Look, we don't - I, I - we don't have to talk about this. Let's just go to the barbecue, all right?

JOANNA Ok.

[Scene Tom's house. Samir and Michael open the front door. tom is in a full body cast and is hooked up to a bunch of stuff.]

TOM Michael! Samir! How are you doing?

MICHAEL Hiya Tom.

SAMIR Hi Tom.

TOM Yeah, I'd like you to meet my lawyer, Rob Newhouse. (they shake hands) Rob, Michael.

ROB Hello Michael.

TOM Samir.

ROB Hello -

SAMIR Samir.

ROB ...Samir.

(Peter and Joanna enter.

TOM Peter!! How are ya? I'm glad you could make it.

PETER Tom! Hi! This is someone I'd like you to meet. This is Joanna.

JOANNA Hi.

TOM Hi. Forgive me for not getting up. (He starts laughing and everyone joins in nervously) Ooh...Ooh... Uh, Peter, Peter, come here a minute. I want to show you something.

They go into the kitchen. There's a Jump to Conclusions mat. It says ??? ; Jump Again ; Strike Out ; Could be ; Loose one Turn ; Yes! ; No! ; Accept it ; Go wild ; One step back ; Think Again ; Moot! On the bottom are footprints, under the word Start

TOM Well, what do you think? It's a prototype.

PETER Well, that's exactly as you described it. Uh, listen, I, I heard about your settlement. Congratulations.

TOM Well, thanks, Peter. y'know, I'm glad you're here because I wanted to talk to you. I know how you get depressed about your job and all, and I just wanted you to know that's how you feel. I used to be the same way.

PETER Really?

TOM Sure. Oh maybe I didn't whine as much, but I hated my job as much as you and I've been doing good for over thirty years!

PETER Wow.

TOM Just remember

If you hang in there long enough, good things can happen. I mean, look at me.

He laughs.

PETER Thanks Tom.

TOM Aw, sure.

[Scene The backyard. Samir and Michael are talking to Rob.]

ROB Conjugal visits? Not that I know of. Now, a minimum security prison is no picnic. I have a client in there right now. You see, the trick is, kick someone's ass the first day or become someone's bitch. Then everything will be all right. Why do you ask, anyway?

MICHAEL Oh, no, we were just seeing -

His cup flies out of his hand and ice cubes go everywhere.

Cut to Peter and Drew.

DREW Hey Peter.

PETER Drew.

DREW That's something about old Tom Smykowski, huh?

PETER Yeah.

DREW Lucky bastard. (sees Joanna) Hey, isn't that the girl who works over at Chotchkie's?

PETER Yeah.

DREW Hmm, who's she here with?

PETER She's here with me.

DREW Really?

PETER Yeah.

DREW All right, Peter! Ooh! Ooh! Right on. Make sure you wear a rubber, dude.

PETER Why's that, Drew?

DREW Are you kidding me? She gets around, all right?

PETER She does, does she?

DREW Oh yeah. Like a record.

Joanna waves.

PETER With who?

DREW Well, let's see. Lumbergh fucked her. Ah, let me see who else...

PETER Lumbergh?!

[Scene Peter's car. He and Joanna are leaving the party.]

JOANNA Oh, what if you get caught? Oh, I, I, I, I just don't know if this is such a good idea.

PETER ANGRY) YEAH? WELL, MAYBE IT WASN'T SUCH A GOOD IDEA FOR YOU TO SLEEP WITH LUMBERGH!

JOANNA What?! What are you - Oh! All right, Lumbergh...

PETER ARGH!!! AH GOD! LUMBERGH!!

JOANNA Peter! What is wrong with you? That was like to years ago! What, do you know him?

PETER Yeah, I know him!! I know him! He's my boss!! He's my unholy, disgusting, pig of a boss!!

JOANNA Oh, he's not that disgusting.

PETER He represents all that is solace and wrong! And you slept with him!

JOANNA That is none of your business, ok? I didn't ask you who you slept with before we were together. I don't care!

PETER Well, I didn't think you would sleep with a guy like Lumbergh!

JOANNA Listen to you! Who do you think you are? How dare you judge! Do you think you're an angel or something? No! You're this petty, stealing, wannabe criminal...man!

PETER Well, I may be. But at least I never slept with Lumbergh!!

JOANNA Ok. That's it. I'm done. I want to get out of the car. Stop. I wanna get -

PETER Fine.

He stops and Joanna gets out.

JOANNA Why don't you call me when you grow up? Oh, wait, that's probably never gonna happen so just don't call me, all right?

PETER Say hello to Lumbergh for me!!!

She slams the door and he drives off.

[Scene Peter's room. He's having nightmares again.]

DREW Lumbergh fucked her...Lumbergh fucked her...Lumbergh fucked her...

BILL Oh that's greatgreat

DREW I'm gonna see the O-face again. Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooh! Ooh!

That dissolves into Bill, naked, holding a foot in one hand a cup of coffee in the other.

BILL Why don't you move it a little to the left? That's right. Great. Oh, hello, Peter. What's happening? Uh, could you give me those TPS reports ASAP? Mmmkay?

Peter wakes up and breathes deeply.

[Scene Chotchkie's. Stan approaches Joanna.]

STAN Joanna?

JOANNA Yeah?

STAN We need to talk. Do you know what this is about?

JOANNA My, uh, flair.

STAN Yeah. Or, uh, your lack thereof. I'm counting and I only see fifteen pieces. Let me ask you a question, Joanna.

JOANNA Umm-hmm.

STAN What do you think of a person who only does the bare minimum?

JOANNA Huh. What do I think? Let me tell you what I think, Stan. If you want me to wear thirty-seven pieces of flair like your pretty boy Brian over there, then why don't you just make the minimum thirty-seven pieces of flair?

STAN Well, I thought I remember you saying you wanted to express yourself.

JOANNA Yeah. Yeah. Y'know what? I do. I do want to express myself. Ok? And I don't need thirty-seven pieces of flair to do it. (gives him the finger) All right? There's my flair! And this is me expressing myself. (holds up her hand) There it is! I hate this job! I hate this goddamn job and I don't need it!!

She storms out.

[Scene An ATM machine. Peter gets out a receipt that says he has $305,326.13]

[Scene Peter's car. Samir and Michael have obviously seen the receipt.]

SAMIR Shit, shit, shit, shit. Son of a bitch! Shit! This is a - fuck! Son of a bitch! Shit!

MICHAEL What happened?

PETER You tell me, Michael, it's your software!

SAMIR Yes, it's your software!

PETER Corporate accounting is sure as hell going to notice 305, 3 (grabs the receipt) 26.13!! Michael!!

MICHAEL Oh shit! They, they probably won't notice it's gone for another two or three days.

PETER Michael! Michael! You said the thing was gonna take two years!

SAMIR What happened?!

PETER You said the thing was supposed to work.

MICHAEL Well, technically it did work.

PETER No it didn't!

SAMIR It did not work, Michael, ok?!

MICHAEL Ok! Ok!

SAMIR Ok?!

MICHAEL Ok! Ok! I must have, I must have put a decimal point in the wrong place or something. Shit. I always do that. I always mess up some mundane detail.

PETER Oh! What is this fairly mundane detail, Michael?!!!!!

MICHAEL Ok quit getting pissed at me, all right? This was all your idea, asshole.

PETER All right. Ok. All right. Let's try not to get pissed off at each other, all right? We'll figure this thing out together, ok? And the first thing we gotta do is we gotta close that account down before it gets any bigger.

[Scene Initech. It's Bill's 41st birthday. All the employees are singing the birthday song to him in a flat monotone. He blows out the candles and everyone claps.]

ALL Mmm. You look terrific. (etc

BILL All right, Kate, you wanna get everybody started there. (he gets a slice of cake) Mmm. That is terrific. That is just terrific. I really, really appreciate it.

A slice is handed to Milton.

NINA Milton, don't be greedy. Let's pass it along and make sure everyone gets a piece.

MILTON Can I keep a piece? Because last time I was told that -

NINA Just pass.

He does so.

MILTON But this, this, it, it, it's a little cake...

Everyone gets a piece and Nina gets the last one. Milton has to watch everyone enjoy their piece.

[Scene Peter's apartment. They're trying to figure out what to do.]

SAMIR Is, is there a way to just give the money back?

PETER What? We just hand them a check with the exact amount they're missing? I, I think they'd figure that out.

SAMIR Well, we have to do something.

MICHAEL May-maybe we launder the money.

PETER That's a great idea. Ok, how do we do that?

MICHAEL I don't know, I don't know. I don't even know what it means. It's something I think, I think coke dealers do.

PETER Ok. Do we know any coke dealers?

MICHAEL My, my cousin's a cokehead. We're in deep shit.

SAMIR Yes. We are in very, very deep shit.

[Scene Milton's new "office" - the basement. Bill enters with a piece of cake.]

BILL Milton?

MILTON Yes.

BILL What's happening?

MILTON I wanted to see you because -

BILL Say, you know what would be a great idea?

MILTON No...no.

BILL Since you're already down here, it would be great if you could get a ca of pesticipe and take care of the cockroach problem we've been having in here.

MILTON I...I...that's really not my job and I haven't received my -

BILL For now, why don't you get a flashlight and a can of pesticide and -

Dom enters.

DOM Bill! We need you upstairs right away. Some major glitch in the accounting. A lot of money missing.

They go upstairs and Bill turns off the light.

MILTON Excuse me? Excuse me? Ok, that's the last straw.

[Scene Peter's place. Michael is looking up "money laundering" in the dictionary.]

MICHAEL LAUNDERING. TO CLEAN...NO, UH, HERE IT IS. TO CHANNEL MONEY THROUGH A SOURCE OR BY AN INTERMEDIARY.

SAMIR It doesn't really help us, Michael.

PETER Ok. We're looking up money laundering in a dictionary.

MICHAEL Yeah, well, you guys can both eat my ass, ok?

PETER My girlfriend slept with Lumbergh, that's what I can't believe.

SAMIR Yeah, you didn't know that?

MICHAEL It happened two years before you moved to Atlanta.

PETER You mean, Ron Lumbergh, the airshow guy?

MICHAEL Yeah, who did you think she slept with, Bill? (He and Samir start laughing) If she fucked him, their children would have hooves!

PETER Ron's not related to Bill, is he?

Someone rings the doorbell.

MICHAEL Who is it?

He hides the checks while Peter goes to the door.

PETER Don't panic. It's probably just the mailman.

He opens the door.

STEVE MONOTONOUSLY) HELLO SIR. MY NAME IS STEVE. I CAME FROM A ROUGH AREA. I USED TO BE ADDICTED TO CRACK BUT NOW I'M OFF AND TRYING TO STAY CLEAN.

PETER Ok.

STEVE That is why I am selling magazine subscriptions.

PETER No -

STEVE I was hoping you would help me out.

MICHAEL Wait, wait, wait, wait! You used to be addicted to crack?

STEVE Yes, but not anymore.

Cut to later. They've got Steve in an armchair, trying to get him to help.

STEVE Look, I'm sorry. I do not know anything about money laundering.

MICHAEL Look, we're not asking you if you know about money laundering, we're just trying to see if you can hook us up.

PETER He doesn't know anything, all right?

SAMIR Wait, wait, wait a minute. Wait a minute. You just give us the name of one drug dealer. I could talk to him. I have good networking skills.

STEVE NORMAL) I LIED. ALL THAT STUFF ABOUT ME BEING A CRACKHEAD WAS TO HELP ME SELL MAGAZINES. I'M A SOFTWARE ENGINEER.

PETER You're a software engineer?!

SAMIR Working must be, must be very hard for you.

STEVE I made more money selling magazine subscriptions than I ever did working at Initrode.

MICHAEL Huh? You worked at Initrode?

PETER You can't tell anybody about any of this stuff I told you. I mean, we know a lot of the same people.

STEVE Actually, that all depends.

He holds up his clipboard.

Cut to later. Peter closes the door.

PETER What am I going to do with forty subscriptions to Vibe ?

MICHAEL I wish we had never done this. What are we going to do? You know what I can't figure out? How is it that all these stupid, Neanderthal, Mafia guys can be so good at crime and smart guys like us can suck so badly at it?

SAMIR We're new to it, though. If we had more experience -

MICHAEL No. No. Y'know what I think? I think we're screwed. There's evidence all over that building to link it to us. Even if we could launder money, I wouldn't want to. If we're caught while laundering money, we're not going to go to white-collar-resort-prison. No, no, no. We're gonna go to federal-reserve-pound-me-in-the-ass-prison.

SAMIR I don't want to go to any prison! Why the hell did I do this?! I've never done anything wrong in my whole life! We weren't thinking clearly because you told us we were losing our jobs! And look at us now, we're, we're worried about going to prison!

PETER Don't worry about it. I'll think of something.

SAMIR Ass. I'm going home. You are a very bad person, Peter.

Samir and Michael leave. Peter knocks on the wall.

PETER Lawrence! You awake?

LAWRENCE Yeah, man!

PETER You wanna come over?

LAWRENCE No thanks, man. I don't want you fucking up my life too!

[Scene Peter's room. He dreams that they're in court, with Rob as their lawyer.]

JUDGE And now the sentence for these heinous crimes committed against Initech. I hereby sentence you, Michael Bolton and Samir Na...Ananajibad...to a term of no less than four years in federal- pound-me-in-the-ass-prison. Peter Gibbons, you've lead a trite and meaningless life. And you're a very bad person.

The judge bangs the gavel and Peter wakes up.

[Scene The living room. Peter is up, feverishly writing a confession. He tears it out and puts it into an envelope with the checks.]

[Scene Flingers parking lot. Peter sits on the hood of his car, trying to figure out what to do. Joanna comes out.]

JOANNA Hey.

PETER Hey. You're not working at Chotchkie's anymore.

JOANNA No, no, I got fired.

PETER What happened?

JOANNA I flipped off my boss. And some customers - actually a line just happened to be standing there, so...

PETER I'm going to go away for awhile. Uh, to jail. Yea, about that computer scam, you were rightit was a bad idea. I'm going to take the blame for it, I decided. I'm going to return the money and leave the confession under Lumbergh's door. Joanna, I wanna apologize. I had no right to get pissed off at you, Lumbergh isn't my problem. It wasn't even the right Lumbergh. I don't know why I can't just go to work and be happy, like I'm supposed to like everybody else.

JOANNA Peter, most people don't like their jobs. But you go out there and find something that makes you happy.

PETER Yeah. I may never be happy with my job. But if I could be with you, I think that I could be happy with my life. But if you could give it another shot, I promise, Joanna -

JOANNA Oh shut up.

They hug and kiss.

BRIAN Hey, what's going on here? Get a room you two!

He makes an annoying noise and gives them the fing


 
Draoi [53]
2012-04-23 12:36:59
[12 years, 218 days ago]

Way to be original made2spam.


 
Made2shred [74]
2012-04-23 13:20:03
[12 years, 218 days ago]

thankyou :)

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2012-04-23 21:24:05
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