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 THE EIGHT-FOOT BRIDEa screenplaybyS. A. ScogginRegistered WGA and©2009sascoggin@gmail.com 
 
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INTERIOR. DAY. A pair of feminine hands spreads a red cloth over the topof a small wooden table. The hands lay down a deck of Tarotcards and turn the top card over: The Hermit.INTERIOR. DAY. CAMBRIDGE: A DORM ROOM.By the light of dawn, the interior of a Harvard dorm room,crammed beyond the original design with stacks of books, abicycle, a desk with computer sticking from mounds ofpapers. The walls are thick with band posters and foundart; bumper stickers and postcards cover the door. On thefloor are stacked sturdy cardboard boxes bursting with morepapers. Some boxes are labeled “Freshman Courses”,“Sophomore Courses”, and “Junior Courses”. There is oneempty box: “Senior Courses”. The boxes bear the printedlogo of the Boston Capital Bank. An ancient clock radio beeps loudly: 5:30 am. From under a mound of covers struggles RUPERT HOLZWORTH. He is wearingSpongeBob SquarePants pajamas. He rises and staggers outthe door, towel and toilet kit in hand. In the common room he sees his equally bleary-eyed but fully-clothed suitemateMIKE, who is just coming in.MIKEFreak. Go back to bed.RUPERTPromises to keep. Money to count.MIKENeither a borrower, nor a lender be;For loan oft loses both itself andfriend.RUPERTChanging your major?MIKEThis is like the fifth Saturday in arow. It ain’t healthy. It ain’t normal.There’s not another sane person in the whole greater Boston area going to workat this hour.
 
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INTERIOR. DAY. JAMAICA PLAIN: A BEDROOM. Another bedroom at dawn, this one minimal and organized. Along one wall are shelves holding several dozen law texts.The bed is empty, freshly made. Someone is in the shower.Hanging ready on the closet door is a full bridal gown.EXTERIOR. DAY. CAMBRIDGE: HARVARD SQUARE.The Square is coming to life as the sun rises. Rupert isstrolling along the sidewalk in a conservative uniform:grey suit, white shirt, red tie, black wingtips. He entersa small shop through a door below a simple sign: SALTERNEWS.INTERIOR. DAY. CAMBRIDGE: SALTER NEWS.The store is a cramped old-style news stand, tidy and cleanbut showing its age. Near the shelves bearing magazines andnewpapers, newer displays hold incongrous items: crystals,candles, Tarot decks, Wiccan texts.Rupert picks out a bumper sticker that reads: “My Other CarIs A Broom”. He grabs a Globe and a Herald and placeseverything on the counter in front of CASS SALTER.CASSWho’s the sticker for?RUPERTYou tell me who it’s for.Cass sighs and unrolls a small green felt, spilling aglistening handful of colored stones. She picks them up,shakes them, drops them onto the felt and looks at them thoughtfully.CASSIt’s for your mom.
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