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LIVING ROOM - NIGHT Typical grandparent's house--rocking chair, old and weathered furniture, and dozens of family portraits. Empty, quiet, lights off. everything. A light veneer of dust covers

Close on one of the pictures: a family of four--mother, father, twin son and daughter. Close on an end table: a large square section of table has significantly less dust than the rest of it. CUT TO: EXT. HOUSE - DAY The FATHER from the picture stands in the driveway of a tiny suburban house, talking to a MAN IN GLASSES. Father holds a gorgeous display case containing an old WWII pistol. Glasses inspects the gun in the case. Close on gun handle: a sloppily engraved insignia "TILL WE MEET AGAIN." Incredible. legitimate. GLASSES This is completely May I handle it?

FATHER Better not, it's a pretty important possession. GLASSES Of course. May I ask how you came to acquire it? FATHER Oh...I, uh...backpacking. Through Europe, back in the seventies. Found it in the woods. GLASSES Incredible! Truly incredible. You're very lucky to find one of these, most of them were stolen by American soldiers. FATHER You don't say.

2. GLASSES Oh, yes. Lots of small things like this came out of the war. Some of the personal stories are just... FAMILY Incredible? GLASSES Yes, precisely. Glasses returns his attention to the case. Father clears his throat uncomfortably. at him. Glasses glances up

GLASSES (CONT'D) Ah, yes, of course. With something as rare as this in the condition it's in, I would say...four thousand. FATHER And you'd be bringing this to a museum...? GLASSES Personal collection, I'm a connoisseur of World War II artifacts. FATHER Any chance I could talk you into five thousand? CUT TO: INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT On the carpet--a small hole burnt into the otherwise white carpet. CUT TO: The SON from the picture sits on the floor against the wall. A BOY his age rocks on the rocking chair with a lit joint in hand. Another BOY kneels in front of an entertainment unit and shuffles through a huge vinyl collection. BOY 1 Buddy Holly? Christ, who the hell listens to Buddy Holly? SON My grandparents, I would guess.

3. BOY 2 (takes a drag) Maybe somebody gave it to them. BOY 1 Was that something people did back then? Just give a vinyl to somebody else? Boy 2 holds out the joint. it. Son sits forward and reaches for

BOY 1 (CONT'D) (slaps hand away) Ah-ah, keep it in order. SON Well, you're busy looking at records. Take it or don't. He grabs the joint from the rocking chair guy and holds it in his mouth, taking small hits. BOY 1 Oooh, Sinatra! Heyo, not bad! BOY 2 (singing) Somewheeere...beyond the sea... SON That was Bobby Darin. BOY 1 Fleetwood Mac best hits? I like it. Interesting.

He tosses the record onto a small pile of records next to a backpack. An ember from the joint falls onto the carpet. BOY 1 (CONT'D) Oh, shit, hope you don't mind, I just got a pot hole in the carpet. BOY 2 Who the fuck would mind, man? When's the last time somebody lived here? SON I don't know. BOY 1 (takes a drag) Man, I almost feel bad saying I'm glad your grandparents moved out.

4. Boy 1 passes the join to Son. CUT TO: EMPTY HOUSE The couch cushions are a bit out of place and the throw blanket is ruffled. CUT TO: The DAUGHTER from the picture crashes backwards onto the couch panting. A GUY, shirt unbuttoned, crashes onto her. They sloppily make out. GUY Mm, fun party tonight, right? DAUGHTER Do you have anything? GUY Oh, yeah. He sits up and digs into his pockets. GUY (CONT'D) One sec... She takes her shirt off. The guy glances around.

GUY (CONT'D) Damn, isn't this a little weird for you? DAUGHTER No. GUY I don't know if I'd have the stomach to fuck in my grandparents' old house. I barely have the stomach to fuck in my mom's house. DAUGHTER Can you hurry up? GUY Oh, yeah, right. it. Here we go, got

He slips a condom from his pocket and resumes making out. CUT TO:

5. EMPTY HOUSE Quiet, empty. CUT TO: INT. APARTMENT, NURSING HOME - DAY The family from the picture enters. FAMILY (uncomfortably forced) Hi, nana!