EXT. DRIVEWAY
BILLY (18), skinny with glasses, carries an arm full of boxes
with labels that read dorm supplies, video games/Blu Ray’s,
and clothes. Billy approaches a beat up Toyota Corolla,
where MADISON, Billy’s mother, cries to herself as she puts
snacks (sandwich, chips, bottled water) into the front seat.
Billy struggles to fit the last box into the overstuffed car
so he moves to the other side of the corolla.
STEVE, Billy’s broad and tall father, approaches the car
wearing a Winston University sweatshirt. A matching
sweatshirt is slung over his shoulder. Steve yanks the box
from his sons hands, effortlessly fitting it into the
Corolla. Steve tosses the matching Winston University
sweatshirt over Billy’s shoulder.
STEVE
Put it on.
The parents watch as Billy puts on the sweatshirt, which is
comically too large for him. Steve and Madison don’t seem to
notice the humor and smile as they look at their son. Steve
pats Billy (a little too aggressively) on the arm and heads
for the garage.
MADISON
You look so handsome. I can’t
believe how much you’ve grown, even
in the last year. You just won’t
stop growing. You’re like a weed.
My handsome weed that’s moving out.
Come here.
Madison starts to cry again and pulls Billy back into her
hysterical grasp.
BILLY
Sometimes our sons go to college
and it’s important to remember that
that’s a good thing.
EXT. DRIVEWAY – AFTERNOON
3
3
Billy is still stuck in his mothers grasp.
BILLY
How long do these mom hugs last
because I really have to finish
packing …but are you going to be
okay?
MADISON
Yes. I’m
okay…I’m
fine. I’m
definitely okay. You’re going to
go to college and it’s going to
great and I’m going to be fine.
BILLY
Yay! Okay. I’m gonna go.
Madison pulls him in for another hug. Billy sighs.
STEVE
(O.S.)
Billy, come here.
BILLY
(To himself)
I’m never going to finish packing.
Billy and Madison follow the sound of Steve’s voice.
EXT. DRIVEWAY – EARLY MORNING
6
6
A large trash bin full of garbage sits at the end of the
driveway. Madison, dressed in pajamas, drags the foosball
table next to the trash bin. The sound of a garbage truck is
heard off screen. Madison looks around.
MADISON
(Under her breath)
Stupid
fucking
table.
Madison runs back to the house, exiting frame and leaving the
foosball table on the curb.
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