FADE IN:
INT. THE REECE HOUSE -- LIVING ROOM -- DAY An OVERHEAD FAN whirs away on a lazy Sunday.
JAMES REECE (40, a bear of a man with the facial scruff to match) relaxes in front of a football game. His daughter LUCY (8, intense focus) draws a picture on an easel in the corner. Reece’s wife LAUREN (35, a plant-based triathlete who fell in love with a meat eater) enters. LAUREN Really? You’re spending your last day home on the couch? REECE It’s the Chargers, babe. LAUREN I’m pretty sure they moved to L.A. Lauren reveals she’s holding a pitcher of MARGARITAS. LAUREN (CONT’D) Last good drink for six months. REECE Knew there was something I’d miss. LAUREN Some thing?... Reece playfully pulls Lauren in for a kiss. Lucy watches her parents’ display of PDA and GIGGLES. REECE Hey, Picasso. Let me see what you’re drawing. LUCY It’s not done yet. REECE Great art is never done. And what happens if I leave before it’s finished? LUCY Okay... I’ll trade you... A song! She points excitedly to an old ACOUSTIC GUITAR leaning against a bookshelf.
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