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812 - The Story of A Scout Troop - 1st Draft by Michael
812 - The Story of A Scout Troop - 1st Draft by Michael
FLASHBACK
Crawl tag: CHICAGO 1960
(STOCK) TV footage of Kennedy Nixon TV debates inside an
apartment living room. JESSE and FRANCES, Mike's parents, sit
and watch TV.
MIKE (V.O.) (CONT’D)
Chicago consisted of many
different islands each
one a different nation. My
parents hailed from Dixie
and we lived on the Russian
island.
MIKE (CONT’D)
That Kennedy guy talks funny.
3.
FRANCES
Different people have different
accents, Michael. He's from
Boston. I'm from Tennessee. Dad's
from Louisiana. You're from here.
You sound strange to your cousin
Steve and Sam in Nashville.
JESSE
Yeah! That's why they like to
pound the crap outta ya, you
being the only Yankee in the
family.
MIKE (V.O.)
My mom and dad were my adopted
parents. They loved me as if I
was one of their own.
JESSE
Nixon looks like he hasn't taken
a dump in a month! I'm gonna
miss Ike, even if he was a
republican.
FRANCES
I know. But Kennedy is a handsome
fella. He saved most of the men on
his PT boat during the war. Did you
know that?
MIKE (V.O.)
My mother kept alive the old pun
about how American women weigh
the issues carefully before
voting for the best looking
candidate.
FRANCES
What do the guys at the local
think about Kennedy? He is Catholic
you know.
MIKE (V.O.)
My father was a labor activist who
fought to desegregate the locals
back then. Many supported him,
many didn't - both black and white.
4.
FLASHBACK
END OF FLASHBACK
MIKE
May I go outside and play?
FRAN
I thought you liked politics,
Michael?
MIKE
Blah blah blah!
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MIKE (V.O.)
The year was 1960. The country was
getting a new president. My mom
waited to return to work when I
started the 6th grade.
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MIKE
Thank you Mr. Rosen. But, Leon
might want some extra peanuts and
cracker jacks. Just like in the
song.
The father appears and gives Mike an extra dollar.
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MIKE (CONT’D)
for a reason. It was called
capitalism.
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MIKE (CONT’D)
Thank you! Do you need a
receipt, sir?
MIKE (VO)
I won their business and their
trust. Soon I was leading more
tours than Caesar led battle
campaigns.
SERIES OF SHOTS
A. Kids look through a periscope in a Submarine.
B. Kids depart a roller coaster at an amusement park
and heave up in tandem.
FADE
MONTAGE:
9.
STEPHANIE
My father was there! It was
Inchon.
MR KELLY
Blue team is the victor!
Michael and Stephanie leap for joy with others. He goes to
shake her hand but she gives him a hug instead.
MIKE
Uh, we make a good team, right
Stephanie?
STEPHANIE
Oh yes we do, Michael. Oh yes we
do!
Mike gazes at her as she leaves. She turns and smiles. A boy
named KENNY goes up to him muttering the theme from the TV
show The Twilight Zone.
MIKE (V.O.)
Kenny was my best friend growing
up. The only native born friend
I had.
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KENNY
Yeah, he's scary. He's just the
messenger! Right?
MIKE (V.O.)
When our minister said "don't do
something" you knew he meant it.
Sure we feared God's wrath
in the next life but Dr. Bohn's
wrath was here and now.
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MIKE TO STEPHANIE
Pay the tax? I didn't know the
Romans were liberal democrats
STEPHANIE
But if we were married you
could deduct me. You know, Michael.
This can sorta be a dress
rehearsal for our wedding?
MIKE (V.O.)
I knew I would blow my cool if
she didn't stop this. What I
didn't figure on was blowing my
lines. I was supposed to say,
"Innkeeper, have you not a room?
This woman's been atop thy ass
since we left Jerusalem". It
didn't come out quite like that.
MIKE
Inn-keeper, have you not a room?
Uh, this woman's been riding my
ass ever since we left Jerusalem.
Everybody in the audience bursts out laughing. Mike's mom
giggles. His father laughs out loud.
JESSE
Did he say what I thought he said?
Holy crap! Opps!
Angle on priest and rabbi laughing.
MIKE (V.O.)
A priest and a Rabbi were invited
as guests. I was humiliated from
Rome to Tel Aviv. So long Hollywood
and the swimming pools - movie
stars.
RABBI TO MINSITER
He's funny! You sure he's not one
of ours?
STEPHANIE
And he's the father of my child.
Now he has to marry me!
Michael races into camera screaming.
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INT. MIKES LIVING ROOM - DAY
13.
MIKE (V.O.)
In 1962 we declared a formal state
of war on girls. They were right up
there with the Red Menace,
fluoridated water and spinach. My
Rangers and I felt that the
destruction of their playhouse was
suitable reprisal for being, well,
for being girls.
MIKE (CONT’D)
Smash their fortress Rangers!
Scatter their booty, this
in the name of the crown.
A large number of girls seething with anger step out. A tall,
blonde haired girl leads them. Her name is SITZEL.
SITZEL
Attack girls! Get them!
SERIES OF SHOTS
14.
a. The boys are pelted with dirt, small rocks and sticks.
b. They march out with hands up as girls hold their collars.
c. Mike is holding a white flag
Sitzel is wearing her Dad's naval officer's hat, sunglasses
and bites on a corn-cob pipe giving her the appearance of
General Douglas MacArthur. On the wall of the building the
words USS MISSOURI are drawn in chalk.
SITZEL (CONT’D)
Bring the prisoners forward for the
signing of the surrender.
Two girls hold Mike by his arms.
GIRL
You agree that you will leave us
alone, ad infinitum.
The boys gaze at each other in confusion.
GIRL (CONT’D)
It means forever you dorks! Girls?
Should we trust them or should we
have them executed?
STEPHANIE
Execute all of them, but not this
one. He's mine.
MIKE
Just kill me, please! End it! Toss
me to the mob. Execute me by
musketry! Anything!
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16.
MIKE (V.O.)
And we returned the favor giving
them our games compliments of
Hollywood and the late actor David
Jansen.
Angle on Gregory seen running pell-mell through the gangway.
GREGORY (CONT’D)
I didn't kill my wife!
Kenny is in front with his arm tucked in. He's the one armed
man. Michael is chasing both shouting.
MIKE
Kimball! Kimball!
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RICHARD
A hell of a way for a guy like me
to keep his job as a parole
officer. Look forward to the day
when they give me a pink slip and
tell me there's lack of work.
Mike peers from behind a parked car. He's impressed with the
adults who took a stand. He looks around before running home.
MIKE (V.O.)
There was talk of gang activity
coming to my paradise, my island.
I knew people who knew real tyranny
that started out as a gang.
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MIKE (V.O.)
Since our humiliating defeat by the
girls you would have thought we'd
learned our lesson, right? Wrong!
We found a new victim.
Angle on public school kids walking together heading for
Catechism class at a local Cathedral.
MIKE (V.O.) (CONT’D)
We had Jeffery or Sir Leg of Lamb.
Tight on boy with freckles and glasses.
MIKE (V.O.)
And me, Sir Loin of BEEF.
Angle on Mike with a plastic sword waiting to pounce.
MIKE (V.O.) (CONT’D)
Then there was Patrick.
Angle on a rather threatening and sinister looking kid.
FLASHBACK
Angle on boy jumping up and down on a kid's bike.
MIKE (V.O.) (CONT’D)
Pat was famous for his Tasmanian
devil routine whenever he had a
hankering to pounce on someone's
bicycle. His Royal title was "Sir
Ass of Hole". Rumor had it he was
conceived near Los Alamos at
the height of nuclear testing.
END OF FLASHBACK
The boys leap out and surround the Catholic kids with their
plastic swords drawn.
GREGORY (CONT’D)
Well, well, what do we have here?
I do believe, Sir Loin, we have
some Papists. No! Wait! Let me take
a sniff first. Yes, we have
Catholics fouling the sweet air of
England.
JEFFERY
What do you think, Sir Oliver? How
shall we have them? Kabob'd or
baked.
Mike walks around the kids who huddle close.
MIKE
Master Cromwell, they wish to
convert England into a Roman
temple. Something must be done
before they, multiply
MIKE (V.O.)(CONT’D)
Although I wouldn't admit it then,
I was starting to feel real bad
about doing this. Something told me
to stop, break and run - run like
the wind. But, I didn't. Like most
followers I went with the flow.
GREGORY
We must cast this scourge from the
land. Slay them men!
The Catholic kids scatter to avoid the plastic swords. It is
sheer bedlam as Mike and the others chase the kids off. One
girl stops and shouts defiantly at them.
GIRL
You wait! You're gonna get yours!
GREGORY
(CONT’D)
Oh! I'm scared! Hey, you know why
they call your teachers nuns?
Because they get none, get it.
Angle on Good Humor Ice Cream truck in the distance. The
boys spot it. Pat pulls out five dollars.
GREGORY
Come men of Luther.
(MORE)
20.
GREGORY
(CONT’D)
All this slaying of Romanists has
worked up an appetite. My treat! I
have a divorced Dad with lots of
guilt.
FADE OUT.
MIKE (V.O.)
The original "Men in Black"! Those
priests must have been running
backs for the Fighting Irish given
their speed. I knew my match, which
is why I hid like a coward.
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The boys are dragged out of the gangway by the priests. A
very mean, ugly Nun in full habit exits the car.
Angle on Mike peeking out from the can.
NUN
Bring them to me, one at a time!
PRIEST
Do you have a penance in mind
Mother Superior?
21.
MIKE (V.O.)
A Hollywood image suddenly flashed
out Of my young mind.
FLASHBACK
INSERT: Final scene from the movie Tale Of Two Cities as
Ronald Coleman goes to the guillotine.
END FLASHBACK
Angle back to trash can where Mike is hiding. He peeks out.
NUN
Bring on the first sinner! Have
them loosen their belts.
The nun gazes at Pat with a very up close and personal stare.
NUN (CONT’D)
Because we get none eh?
A priest kneels with one knee to act as a support as the boy
is about to get a bare-butt spanking.
MIKE (V.O.)
As I watched my comrades in swords
line up at the gallows something
strange stirred within me.
MIKE (V.O.)
Somewhere in the Constitution it
says you cannot be punished for the
same crime twice. Apparently Mom
and Dad slept through that portion
of their civics class. All the
Cromwellians experienced "double
jeopardy" that night. And nobody
ran crying to his or her lawyer to
sue. Soon, the mystery man in the
brown uniform I saw at the church
would continue the tradition.
FADE
INT. CAR TRAVELLING - EVENING
The Scoutmaster seen earlier and a scout of Japanese descent
also named PAUL NAKAO sit in the front seat. He is Japanese.
Both are in uniform.
23.
MR. B
Paul, there's going to be some
changes. There's a troop in trouble
at Edgewater Church. Since we only
have six boys left in ours, we're
going to transfer over and absorb
that one.
PAUL
Sure Mr. B! I'm OK with that.
SERIES OF SHOTS
A) Angle on a Tasty-Freeze ice cream stand.
B) Three gang members corner a man whose six year old son
stands nearby.
C) Angle on Scoutmaster in car seeing them in the distance
during a red light.
D) Angle on Mike on bike riding across the street. He sees
the encounter to and stops. He freezes up.
E) Gang members continue to block the man at the stand.
GANG MEMBER
Hey douchebag! When I say I want
money, I want money.
The man grabs the kid by the collar and pushes him away.
MAN
Why? You steal everything anyway.
Out of my way punk!
SERIES OF SHOTS
MR. B
Paul! Place pressure on the
puncture wound. Hand over hand,
just like we taught you.
SERIES OF SHOTS
A) The Scoutmaster flips the man on his back.
B) Paul plugs the wound with his hand underneath.
C) The scoutmaster tilts the head, pinches the nose and
begins CPR. Mike approaches slowly.
MIKE
Can I help?
PAUL
Yeah! Try to calm the little kid
down.
MIKE
It's OK little guy! Your daddy will
be OK.
Angle on Scoutmaster as he continues to breathe into the
mouth. The manager races out of the ice cream store.
MANAGER
I called 911. The police and an
ambulance are on the way.
SCOUTMASTER (continues CPR)
Come on, breathe damn it! Come on!
CPR works as an ambulance wails in b.g. Suddenly we hear the
distant sounds of machine gun fire and bugle charges blaring
through bullhorns. Paul, the young scout, continues to place
pressure on the puncture wound as the man regains
conscienceless. Mike backs away in fear and rides away.
PAUL
He's back. You brought him back Mr.
B.
SERIES OF SHOTS
A) The police and EMS personnel pull up and tend to the
victim.
C) The police and EMS personnel take the man and the boy.
D) Mike stops and stares at the scoutmaster before riding
off.
E) The police talk to the scoutmaster and the boy with him.
MIKE (V.O.)
I was surprised I had the courage
to jump in and help. I hated
myself for running away and not
being there with the mystery man.
Heroes can sometimes be scary.
I was about to know who this
mystery man was.
FADE OUT
SERIES OF SHOTS/MONTAGE (STOCK)
Sirens wail in b.g. Kids freeze up. One girl starts to cry.
TEACHER (CONT’D)
Children! Duck and cover now!
Patrick, close the shades.
PATRICK
Yeah, right. Wouldn't want the
neighbors looking in as
we vaporize now would we? That
would be so gosh!
Wide angle above classroom with kids in fetal position
on floor. Pan on kids praying in different ways, different
languages.
MIKE (V.O.)
If prayer was illegal in the public
schools then there were many
juvenile felons at George B. Swift
elementary during that harrowing
week in October.
Pan on the girls baby crawling over to were Mike is. They
cluster close to him. Mike looks at all the girls, smiles and
gazes skyward.
MIKE (CONT’D)
Thank you uncle Nikita.
CUT TO:
RADIO ANNOUNCER
Witnesses' claim they heard four
shots, possibly five.
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MIKE (V.O)
I had just turned eleven. All eyes
were on me as I was handed the
lethal note. I became the grim
reaper.
PRINCIPAL
Go to all the rooms Michael. If
you want to stop, just come back
here. It's OK.
MIKE (V.O.)
During the Cuban Missile Crisis all
of our parents stood firm behind
President Kennedy and would have to
the very end regardless of who sat
in that Oval Office. Back then,
that's what real American's did.
INSERT - note which reads
PRESIDENT KENNEDY IS DEAD. PRAY FOR HIM AND FOR OUR COUNTRY.
Mike recoils and leans against the wall. He sits on the
stairs and fights the tears.
MIKE (V.O.) (CONT’D)
I couldn't stop shaking. I never
felt so afraid as I did that
afternoon. I could have returned to
the office but my dad always told
me, if you're given a job to do you
do it - and then some. I became the
grim reaper for every Irish
Catholic teacher at George B Swift
School.
Fade on Mike as teachers get the news and break down in
tears.
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MINISTER
Given the events of Friday, I stand
here as shocked, perplexed and as
grief stricken as you. What do you
call it when one citizen kills
another? Is it a war within
our borders or one within
ourselves? Are we our own worst
enemy? Those questions will remain.
I pray they are not asked again and
again. But I fear more of this, in
our homes, schools and churches. I
fear this in a land once under God
now, seemingly, over Him.
29.
MINISTER (CONT’D)
Let us pray for the family of John
Fitzgerald Kennedy.
Mike is with Kenny as they glance at one young man in a Boy
Scout uniform. A tear drips down his cheek.
MIKE (V.O.)
I didn't know much about the Boy
Scouts except for that mystery man.
I thought a lot about him. Little
did I know I was about to take the
journey of a lifetime.
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SCOUT
We call it "cricket" and "squash".
You take the pole, find the
"CRICKET" and "SQUASH" it.
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THIRD SCOUT
Got any pepper bugs? Our
scoutmaster needs them
for his eggs.
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EXT. CAMPFIRE - MORNING
The boys huddle around the campfire.
MIKE (V.O.)
Then you had the "short cuts" the
older scouts used to start a
campfire.
Angle on a Scout siphoning gas from the scoutmaster's car and
into a cup. The scoutmaster slumbers in his tent. Mike is
using flint and steel. One boy laughs as the gas flows out.
OLDER SCOUT
Back home we called this an
"Oklahoma credit card".
31.
Mike is knocked over as boys race over and gather around the
campfire. A boy walks carefully towards the wood with a cup
of gas.
SCOUT
Beat it Hiawatha! Sitting Bull has
some magic firewater.
MIKE
Hey, you idiots. That's gasoline!
ONE SCOUT TO ANOTHER
You think that's enough gas?
SHOCK CUT: A loud WOOSH is heard. The boys dive in
different directions. They get up.
ONE SCOUT
Wow man! I guess we had enough gas!
Angle on another scout whose eyebrows are burnt off. The
scout with the accent starts laughing at the kid whose
eyebrows still smolder.
SCOUT
You look like Uncle Fester on the
Adam's Family!
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RON
You are now about to take the Royal
Order of Siam. Place your hands
high above your head and Shout "AW
WAH"!
Boys do as they're told.
RON (CONT’D)
Now, bend down at the waist and
shout "TAWN AHHSS".
The boys bend over and shout out as instructed.
RON (CONT’D)
Bend down, touch your toes and
shout "SIAM".
Angle on boys doing this and bowing over and over.
TWO BOYS (in tandem)
Oh wha, tan ass, Siam.
Oh wha, an ASS, I am.
Oh what an ass I am.
Angle on Mike as he catches on. He smiles and shakes his
head. The rest continue.
MIKE (V.O.)
It got to the point where only the
older kids went on camp outs.
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MIKE
first time I ever resigned from
anything. Luckily the mystery man
arrived just in the nick of time.
FADE OUT
MONTAGE - EVENTS OF 1966
A) (STOCK) The Beatles, Mammas and Poppas perform at
concerts.
MIKE (V.O.)
In the spring of 1966 the world
outside my island was starting to
shake, rattle and role.
MIKE (V.O.)
In America, the TV dinner war, was
laying a fertile seed of dissent
the likes of which this country
had not seen since the Civil War.
FADE TO:
MR. B
It was called The Crawl with Paul
show. It was fun. Great job for
a college student.
MIKE
Wow! Did you know big time DJ's and
music guys like Allen Freed, Art
Roberts or Dick Biondi?
MR B
Naw! Never got to the big time to
experience that kid of celebrity.
MIKE (VO)
I couldn't believe it. I wasn't
even fourteen yet and I was yuckin
it up with him. I felt like
Rockefeller. I thought about
bringing up the stabbing but I
didn't. Then I blew it. I did
something really stupid.
MIKE
So, you were in the Army? Were you
ever in a war?
Mr. B contorts slightly in response to Michael's question
about a war
MR B
Was I ever, in a war?
MIKE (clueless)
Yeah, a war! You know, bombs,
bullets and blowing away bad guys
and stuff.
MIKE (guarded)
Uh, history, UFO's, astronomy, you
know, President Kennedy's New
Frontier.
MR.B
OK Michael! There will be some
scouts coming in from other troops.
Hopefully, you will like what
you see and you'll tell your
friends. We'll match up your
interests with Scouting's needs.
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MR. B
OK everybody! Gather around. This
is just the beginning for 812. I
would advise you to stick around.
MR. B (CONT’D)
How many of you do not know the Boy
Scout oath?
All hands go up. Mr. B sighs.
MR. B (CONT’D)
OK, repeat after me. And note,
we'll have this oath memorized by
next week. On my honor, I will
do my best. To do my duty, to God
and my country, to obey the scout
laws, to help other people at all
times, to keep myself physically
strong, mentally awake, and morally
straight.
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MIKE (V.O.
His forte was latching on to
someone chewing fatty foods,
whipping out a clipboard like
William F. Buckley and drawing a
chemical equation.
FLASHBACK
The boys sit at a cafeteria table and open their test scores.
40.
KENNY
Whew-1200! U of I school of
pharmacy here I come.
RUSSELL
1360! U of I Med. School here I
come. Hey Kenny, hope you can read
my handwriting.
MIKE
1190! Made it. U of I School of
Liberal Arts here I come.
MIKE (V.O.)
We held our breath for Polish. One
would assume his score would be
low.
KENNY (whispering)
How do you say "so-long" in
Vietnamese?
POLISH
1600! Read it and weep! Ace'd it -
ace!
All the boys freak-out. They can't believe it.
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BOYS
All hail the conquering gentile!
King of the GOYS!
MIKE (V.O.)
The scene looked like something
from a Victor Mature gladiator
flick! Yes, the brainy kids were
Jewish and Asian for the most part
given their parent's allegiance to
education. Still, human nature
dictates that we dump on those more
self-disciplined than we are. Mr. B
would soon end that.
END OF FLASHBACK
MIKE (V.O.)
Then there was another Mike who we
nicknamed Mole given his "Mole in
Heat" impression whenever a
pretty girl walked by. Later I
learned why he whistled the tune to
Leave it to Beaver. Mr. B's
influence would soon end that too.
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MR B
Nope, on foot! And all you'll have
is a canteen, back pack with basics
and one bag of birdseed.
MIKE
I tawt I taw a putty-cat.
MR B (laughing)
Good Tweety impression Mike! Here
is a list of ingredients and I’ll
pass out bags. Use it! I don't want
some of you showing up looking like
Santa Clause on the big night if
you know what I mean.
Angle on chubby kids getting wedgies from others.
MR B
We will assemble at the church at
0630 hours - that's 630 AM for you
civilians.
SCOUT NAMED JIMMY
6:30 AM? 6:30AM? Only ALKY's and
PREE-VERTS are on the streets at
6:30 AM.
MIKE (V.O.)
Jimmy was nick-named Porker given
his girth and an incredible Porkey
Pig routine he could do that had us
in stitches. He also had a heart as
big as his tapeworm. If you needed
help, they didn't make them better
than Porker.
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MIKE
Hi Dad. What's up?
44.
JESSE
Joe, he's doing fifty miles next
week. Need something good.
JOE
Fifty miles? What, you gone and
enlisted? Follow me son!
Angle on combat boots Mike tries on. He gets up to check them
out. Mike walks over to a picture on the wall.
INSERT: Photo of emaciated men with General Douglas
MacArthur.
JESSE
How do those boots feel, son?
Mike says nothing. Joe and his Dad go up to him.
MIKE
That's General MacArthur.
JOE
Yes it is. Guess who this is?
Joe points to a skinny man in the middle of the picture.
Michael shakes his head.
JOE
That's me! Spent four years in a
Japanese prison camp after being
captured at Bataan. It was the
best weight loss program every
devised. Low cal, high stress.
MIKE
Bataan! You were in the Bataan
death march?
JOE
Yes I was. And our march was a lot
longer and less friendly than the
one you're going to take.
Joe goes over to Jesse to ring up the shoes. Mike joins his
dad to leave.
MIKE (stops at door)
Sir, thank you. For what you did
for us then.
45.
JOE
You're very welcome son.
FADE OUT
BIMBO
No! But I sure got to see some of
your merit badges last night eh
lover?
MAN
Yeah, and I was no tenderfoot was I
dumpling.
BIMBO
Well, the foot might have been
tender but we know what wasn't!
Angle back to boys in the booth. Mole is giving a waitress
his order.
MOLE
OK, a stack of pancakes, sausage,
hash-browns and two eggs over real
easy, leave some feathers on the
plate. Oh, and a toasted Pecan
Roll.
46.
POLISH
Jezz Mole! Why don't you just lift
the A&P and shovel the entire
inventory in your mouth?
MOLE (defensive)
Hey! Fifty miles man on bird seed!
I need fuel!
POLISH
Yeah! But you're not a DC 9!
Angle on drunk going up to the boys.
DRUNK
Uh, you fellas Boy Scouts?
POLISH
No! We're from Alcoholics Anonymous
sent here on field training.
The drunk is confused. He then pulls out a five-dollar bill
and snaps it.
DRUNK
OK fellas. Let's cut to da chase.
If anyone has a "church key" the
fin is yours.
MIKE (mesmerized)
Awe! The first Republican. Hello
Abe!
MOLE
WOW! Five buckos! But, what's a
"church key"?
The drunk points towards Mole's scout knife dangling from his
belt.
MOLE
This? My scout knife?
Mole gives him his pocketknife. The drunk extracts the can
opener from it, lifts a can of beer from his pocket, opens it
and gets sprayed by the foam.
DRUNK
Thar she blows!
The drunk takes a swig and hands Mole his knife along with a
five-dollar bill before leaving.
47.
MOLE
WOW! Sir, it was a pleasure doing
business with you. Do you have a
card? Damn, I didn’t get his name.
POLISH
Try Al, middle initial K, last name
HOLIC!
MOLE (relieved)
Sure Mr. B. Help yourself.
48.
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MOLE
Just add it to the 812 misery index
as we eat like Tweety Pie and
Foghorn Leghorn and crap like Yogi
and Boobo.
POLISH
Gez Mole! Got any cheese to go with
your - whine?
Angle on boys hiking as Mr. B falls back to encourage
stragglers to pick up the pace.
MIKE (V.O.)
We managed to stay on our feet
during the hike. The mystery man
was there every step of the way
with words of encouragement. Our
stomachs grumbled and feet hurt but
we kept going. I thought back to
one of my favorite movies,
Northwest Passage. I then recalled
Spencer Tracy's speech to Rogers
Rangers trudging through the wilds
with growling stomachs.
Angle on boys sitting and eating the trail mix.
MR B.
Mind if I join you for lunch? I,
too, like a little "whine" with my
meal.
MOLE
You've come to the right place. We
maintain a very impressive whine
list.
POLISH
Yeah, any year is a good year for
us.
MR B
Well, I'll let you in on a little
secret. If I thought you guys
couldn't handle this I would
have taken you aside and politely
told you to stay home.
Mole and Polish seem to derive some pride over the
scoutmaster's remark which is why we:
FREEZE FRAME.
MR B
So it's agreed. No more "whine"
with the meals?
MIKE
We did it! Fifty miles in seven
hours.
GEORGE
We did it muchachos! Fifty miles!
RUSSELL
I gotta get in shape or I'll be
dead before the draft board gets
me, assuming I don't get in to
med-school first.
POLISH
What's this? Dr. Kildare is out of
shape?
KENNY TO RUSSELL
Hey, you can't croak! You're my
brother. Who else is gonna give me
a free "HEAVE HO" up the rump
to check my prostate, assuming I
ever get old?
MIKE TO RUSSELL
Hey, Doc! I'm beat! Need some of
that stuff Ted Mack says will
relieve iron poor, tired blood.
What's it called? Geritol?
MOLE TO GEORGE
Hey, Ricky Ricardo! What's that
stuff your wife Lucy was peddling?
VITAMEATOVEGIMIN?"
GEORGE (miffed)
OK! Let me "splain" this to you -
Ralph Cramden. My name is not Ricky
Ricardo---it's (pause) JOSE
HEMANEZ!
MOLE (mimics Desi Arnez)
Lucy, you have some splaining to
do!
Angle on boys laughing. Mike laughs with them.
MIKE (V.O.)
They say if you're an "only child"
you have to be your own best friend
sometimes. Not so with the new 812.
I had both a troop and a family,
and a mentor. I was having the time
of my life in spite of the leg
cramps.
52.
MIKE (V.O.)
Granted Chicago wasn't called
"Moscow on the Lake" for nothing,
but the 66 inches that fell in 1967
was a record. The city was
paralyzed. It was so bad they
placed an extra star on our flag to
commemorate it. I was looking
forward to some quality time
with Lucy, Ricky, Fred and Ethel.
But 812 answered the call.
Angle on a good-looking dark haired boy.
MIKE (V.O.)
There was Joel. He was our "Jewish
Fonz" long before Henry Winkler's
character arrived on the scene.
Joel was the only boy in a family
of girls, yet Romeo handled it with
class.
Angle on Joel tearing off his stocking cap as two girls walk
by and smile.
53.
GIRLS
Hi Joel! What are you doing, making
a snowman?
JOEL
No! Am building a castle, for a
lovely princess!
The girls laugh as they depart
POLISH
God, I think I'm gonna hurl. You're
the only weirdo in Chicago who
would wear Hi Karate to shovel
snow.
JOEL
At least I don't OD on Byrlcream!
Where do you cut your hair? Jiffy
Lube?
POLISH
Hey, bite me!
MIKE
Hey, knock it off.
POLISH (under his breath)
God's chosen - gift to women.
FLASHBACK
POLISH
Hey, Rabbi Sunkist! Works for me.
Joel shrugs his shoulders, gathers up a couple of boys and
wanders off.
END OF FLASHBACK
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FABIO
OK Russell, if there's someone
inside you check for a pulse. Get
the person out fast so we can
start CPR.
JOEL (smiling)
Hey, what if she looks like Anne
Margaret or Joey Heatherton?
MOLE
Or, the little old lady from
Pasadena?
The boys hesitate for a moment, then resume digging. Mole
climbs into the hole with a flashlight Mike.
MOLE
Empty! No stiff! Tag it!
FABIO
That takes care of it. We got all
the hydrants. How about the elderly
home over on Broadway?
Porker shoulders his shovel like a rifle.
PORKER
You heard the Lieutenant. Let's
move out.
MIKE (V.O.)
Polish was no Tony Curtis but you
would have thought they had just
seen big-foot given their reaction.
TWO ELDERLY MEN
Punks! Juvenile Delinquents!
They're going to kill us so they
can keep our Social Security.
POLISH (disgusted)
Look you dried up old farts! I'm
out here freezing my gonads off to
rescue your sorry asses and this
is the thanks I get? Hey, you want
me to leave? I'll leave.
MIKE (V.O.)
Every day was a bad hair day for
Polish. Mr. B eventually took care
of that.
FADE OUT
MIKE (VO)
Migratory patterns were constantly
changing on my island. Gone were
the docent tunes of Tchaikovsky and
balalaikas. The Russians took
education seriously, worked hard,
saved and moved north. Replacing
them was Momba, salsa and the name
of a guy who got back at the world
for being cut from the lineup of
the old Washington Senators
baseball team - the evil Fidel.
STOCK: Castro delivering a diatribe in Havana.
Angle on men arguing in Spanish in an apartment in Mike’s
building.
INSERT-Cuban flag on the wall, a map of Cuba and a picture of
Castro with trigger hairs on it.
57.
MIKE (V.O.)
When the Europeans that fled
Communist tyranny moved out, a new
batch moved in. The Cubans.
An attractive Cuban girl go up to Mike.
MIKE (V.O.)
Unlike the Russians these people
wanted to go home in the worse way,
except for Laura. She liked it
here.
LAURA TO MIKE
Que Tal Miguel!
MIKE TO LAURA
Ola Laura. Here to see the eclipse?
LAURA
Yes, and your telescope.
MIKE
Yeah! My mom bought it for me for
Christmas.
Two adult women stand in the courtyard and leer at Laura.
LAURA TO PARENTS
Spanish spoken/trans: Lighten up!
This is the United States not
Havana. And it's the 1967!
LAURA TO MIKE
They are worse than Fidel! Always
watching me.
MIKE
That's why they call them parents I
guess.
CU: (STOCK) lunar eclipse. Muffled sounds of awe fill the air
as the old woman panics and shouts words in Spanish.
LAURA (translating/embarrassed)
She thinks God is taking the moon
from us. She thinks God is doing
this because we allowed Fidel to
take over Cuba.
MIKE (CONT’D)
Wait! I got an idea.
58.
Mike goes over to some kids and asks them for their baseball,
tennis ball and basketball. He returns to the telescope and
grabs a flashlight.
MIKE
OK, Laura. I'll talk, you
translate.
The audio fades for the narration as Michael, with flashlight
in hand, simulates an eclipse.
MIKE (V.O.)
Somebody once said knowledge is
power. Now if it could only get me
a date with the lovely Laura.
MIKE (dejection)
Oh, OK! That's OK. Maybe later?
LAURA (shouts towards her parents)
Yeah, maybe later, when I'm IN MY
30's! Thanks for the astronomy
lesson. You should be a teacher.
GEORGE
So, first time at bat and we strike
out, Si? Well Miquel, looks like
you need an agent, somebody to put
in a good word for you.
MIKE (suspicious)
Agent, huh? What's this going to
cost me?
GEORGE (calculating)
Well, a little bird tells me that
Fabio will be our Senior Patrol
Leader. The same bird tells me he
wants you to be his Assistant
Senior Patrol Leader. So does
Mr. B.
MIKE (surprised)
Hum! VP! That was a quick
promotion.
GEORGE
Sure was! And as the ASPL of 812 I
hear you can recommend patrol
leaders.
MIKE (catching on)
OK, I know where this is heading. I
get a date with Laura and you get
to be the patrol leader --
GEORGE (jumping in)
--of the Flaming Arrow Patrol.
Hey, Cupid don't work for free.
CUT TO:
MR. B (INCISED)
Damn it! That's it!
61.
Mr. B pulls the kids off. Mike grabs one and arm locks him as
Mr. B holds the other. Joel breaks away bloody but OK. The
church minister bolts through the door and looks around.
MINISTER
Bring them inside! I'm getting sick
of this.
CUT TO:
MINISTER TO MR B
Make sure they don't have any
weapons.
PAUL TO BOYS
Hands on the heads, now!
Mike holds a Kleenex on Joel's nose. Tight on Mr. B as he
removes a knife and brass knuckles from Jeff. Dick breaks
down.
DICK
Please don't call the cops!
MINISTER
Too late!
A plainclothes officer and patrolman walk in.
JEFF (gets belligerent)
Hey! I know my rights!
The policeman grabs him and throws him back on the couch.
POLICEMAN
Look punk! You're a juvenile! You
don't have squat rights. I want you
to listen and listen hard. If it
were up to me I'd have you in
Joliet doing 5 to 10. But Mr.
Bartholomew has a proposition for
you. I suggest you listen up!
MR B (angry yet resolute)
We meet here on Mondays! We know
who you are and where you live.
62.
MR. B
You have two choices, either show
up the next two Mondays starting
next week or Joel and his family
will press charges for aggravated
assault. Unlike baseball you have
two strikes, not three.
JEFF (willing to listen)
What do we have to do - if we come?
MR B
Nothing! Just observe! If you
like what you see you can join our
gang! Lot's of Presidents,
congressmen and generals along with
other successful people have. If
you don't like it, or it's too
tough for you, then leave after the
second Monday. But if you touch one
of my scouts again yo will be able
to impress your friends with the
nice little cage the state will
give you where you will, eat, sleep
and take a crap. Do you want to
crap where you eat? Not even those
pathetic losers you call your
friends want that.
Dick starts to cry. Mr. B goes nose to nose with him.
MR. B
I'm going to cut you in on a
secret. If I thought you were
beyond hope, I'd have you cuffed
right now. But I have a hunch it's
not too late. What do you think?
POLISH
Maybe
64.
MR. B
How many of you like a good
hardboiled egg?
MOLE
They make me fart.
The troop laughs.
MR B (laughing)
Me too! But doctors say flatulence
is a good thing.
POLISH
His "cheese" could knock a buzzard
off a three day old barf bag left
in the sun.
MOLE
Hey, Peppy La Phew! You’re no
bottle of Channel #5 either.
MR B
OK Oscar and Felix! Guys, all you
do is take some good old dirt, pour
it in a hole, pour some water in
and stir the mud making it thick.
MIKE TO KENNY (whispering)
Fifteen years old and we're back to
playing with mud-pies.
MR B
Take the uncooked egg, wrap the mud
around it. Place it in the fire
and let the mud harden. I have one
that's done.
PAUL
There's a hard-boiled egg inside
that?
MR B
You bet! Come on up with that rock.
Paul takes the rock and taps at the mud-ball. Suddenly it
explodes. Paul is hit with dirt and egg as he hits the
ground.
POLISH
Ah yes! Boyles Law on pressure
density has once again reared its
ugly head.
MOLE
Wow, Paul! You look like Mr. Potato-
head.
The troop laughs hysterically.
PAUL (angry)
Bakatari!
He wanders off without making a sound.
PORKER (with Cheshire grin)
Oh! That's Japanese!
66.
PORKER
I know what it means. My old man
was at Okinawa during the war.
Porker whispers in some boys ears.
FADE OUT
POLISH
She had a piece. I had a piece. Oh
- the cake was good too.
The boys laugh hysterically.
MOLE
Porker, take it away!
PORKER
The beautiful blonde gets a flat
tire. We fix it. She pumped. I
pumped. She pumped. I pumped.
Oh, we fixed the tire too!
GEORGE
BA BA LO!
Boys howl with laughter.
BOYS IN TANDEM
Lucy, you got some splaining to do!
GEORGE
A boulder rolls down the hill and
smashes into the beautiful blonde's
chest. If it happened a minute
earlier, it would have busted my
teeth.
MOLE
Time for a little song to a gal
named Lulu! Ya ready?
Angle on Mr. B in woods behind a tree gazing at the
spectacle. He shakes his head.
BOYS
Bang, Bang Lulu. Bang, Bang Lulu.
Bang, bang,Lulu, Lulu bang bang
bang!
MOLE
Lulu had a boyfriend, his name was
Timmy Tim. She took him to the
water, to see if he could swim.
She took him to the water, she took
him to the falls. Timmy lost his
balance and she caught him by his --
BOYS IN TANDEM
BANG BANG LULU! BANG BANG LULU!
BANG BANG LULU! LULU BANG BANG
BANG!
68.
ONE BOY
Hey, here's one I heard back in
Alabama. Why don't the colored
celebrate Father's Day? Cause
it's too confusin for em.
A few boys chuckle. The rest are quiet. Mike leaves.
MIKE (V.O.)
The mirth had died down. Now I
definitely saw my father's and
mother's backhand on my keester.
Mike wanders off. He gazes at some stars. Suddenly, he bumps
into Mr. B who tells him to remain quiet. Angle on one of a
few boys still sitting around. The boy turns and sees Mr. B.
He mumbles the theme from the TV cop show Dragnet.
ONE SCOUT
DUM, DUM DUM, DUM!
MR B (slow burn)
I want everybody to listen to what
it is I am about to say.
POLISH TO MOLE
Is he gonna get a switch and take
us to the woodshed?
MR B
This is the first and last time I
will ever say this. I never, ever
want to hear the kind of filth
I heard coming out of the mouths of
Boy Scouts. I will not tolerate it.
Do you understand me?
The boys nod in unison. Many are jolted by his sincerity.
MIKE (V.O.)
This was a first for many of us. We
were on the receiving end of
genuine anger about something
significant - and from an adult
other than our parents.
MR B
First, I want each one of you to
try to substitute your mother's or
sister's name for beautiful blonde
in those stories you told. Really,
try using your mother's name.
69.
SHOTKE
We'll talk later Michael.
FADE TO:
MR SHOTKE
Never berate a subordinate in
public. If there's an issue go
someplace private.
FADE TO
BETTY
HELLLLO GI's! I got a song for you!
The singer sings a tune.
Better tell me you love me
better give me a thrill,
cause if a you don't
somebody else will.
Slow pan on middle aged and older GI's.
SERIES OF SHOTS
CU. Vets and ID's on hats.
72.
VET
Hey, gorgeous, you want to check
out my merit badges?
Angle to entrance as Mr. B, Fabio and Mike gaze at the
spectacle. Mike turns away to laugh. Fabio smiles after
catching a glimpse of the woman.
FABIO
Aye Carrumba!
Angle on Mr. B as he squints his eyes and scratches his head.
A veteran goes up to Mole and Polish.
VET
What's that you kids say now-a-
days? Sock it to me?
STRANGER
Who the hell are you, Smokey the
Bear?
74.
FADE OUT
MONTAGE
75.
MOLE
Great! Now Porker of all people is
getting all touchy feelie sensitive
on me.
CUT TO:
(MORE)
78.
MIKE (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Those were just weekends. This is
two weeks. Big diff!
Mike takes some postcards from his pocket.
MIKE
Here, take two. Mom gave me a
bunch. This way I can't use the old
"don't have a stamp" excuse. It's
the next best thing to talking to
her.
PORKER
Thanks!
Mike pats Jimmy on the shoulder and leaves. Mole shows up
and apologizes. Mike looks back and sees Mole shaking
Porker's hand.
MIKE (VO)
After every JL meeting Mr. B would
close shouting the word leadership.
Our response was a rousing We
Accept the challenge.
CUT TO:
PAUL
Ba-Ba-Ba-BAR-BARA ANN!
Suddenly, a heinous screech is heard in the forest. All are
jolted - even Jeff.
JEFF
What was that?
PAUL
Man I never heard anything like
that before!
JOEL
Maybe it was just our imagination.
Maybe we're just tired and we're
hearing things.
The sound is heard again, more blood-curdling than before.
MIKE
Was that our imagination?
All four boys race towards Mr. B's tent.
MIKE TO JOEL
Tie the flaps down on that side!
Hurry!
80.
MIKE
God I'm glad to see you. We heard
something that sounded like it came
from a horror flick.
PAUL
Yeah, this thing made Godzilla
sound like Captain Kangaroo.
MIKE
It was a loud, gargle sound, kind
of a "hooty" type of noise.
RICHARD
Congratulations, Michael. You were
prepared to do battle with a Horny
Owl.
MIKE
A HORNY OWL? Well, if that's what
they sound like when they're HORNY,
I'd hate to hear one if it ain't
getting any!
81.
JEFF
Great, I came this close to
"cutting" a bird in heat and
violating my parole.
FADE OUT:
INSTRUCTOR
So, Troop 812 from Chicago. I'll
make you feel at home.
Wayne mouths the original score from the TV show The
Untouchables. He then mimic's firing a Thompson sub-machine
gun. The boys just sit there and stare at him.
POLISH TO MOLE
Great! Another Don Rickles wanna-
be!
JEFF TO POLISH
Want me to kick his ass for you?
INSTRUCTOR
OK! My name is Wayne Collins. I
will be your swimming instructor.
Let's start with the rules! First,
look around you and find somebody
you can stomach. That person will
be your buddy. He will be your
shadow! When I blow this whistle
you will lock hands and hold them
up for my head count.
POLISH
Maybe I'll just hike downtown and
buy one of those blowup wading
pools.
GEORGE TO PORKER
This guy would team Moby Dick with
Flipper.
WAYNE
And when you lock hands I want you
to shout " BUDDY "!
82.
WAYNE
You will have ten seconds to find
your shadow! Failure to obey these
rules will result in a loss of
privileges.
KENNY TO MIKE
Oh! We'll get suspension.
JEFF (feigning remorse)
Yeah! Kind'a makes me feel
homesick!
WAYNE
Oh and JL's? Make sure you're
wearing loose clothes with a scout
belt and a long sleeve shirt
tomorrow. Those going for the
Lifesaving Merit Badge will have
their work cut out for them.
FADE OUT:
MOLE TO PORKER
Hey Porker, you planning on
honeymooning with one of the Gabor
sisters anytime soon?
WAYNE
Check out that bubble in your
shirt. Try to use it to float.
KENNY (frustrated)
The air won't stay in mine!
POLISH (equally frustrated)
Same here. It's these damn cotton
shirts! I guess it's because cotton
"breathes' so!
WAYNE
If you loose air just blow some
into your shirt between the top
buttons. OK! Now! Remove your
pants.
GEORGE
In the lake?
WAYNE
No! In Hefner's Playboy Mansion! Of
coarse the lake. Move it!
MIKE (V.O.)
This was definitely cool. At 15 I
felt like Sean Connery in
Goldfinger-- less the tux under the
wet suit and every woman over
thirty in the theater wanting my
body.
CUT TO:
MIKE
Damn it!
We hear another thump.
PAUL
Bakatari!
FADE OUT
EXT. 812 CAMP SIGHT - MORNING
Angle on forest and birds chirping loudly. Richard is up and
reading a book. His radio is on. The tune is Peter Gynt's The
Morning Suite #1. The chirping intensifies.
Mike staggers outside. He has a shiner. He scratches his
buttocks and gazes up and yells out.
MIKE
Shut up!
The chirping stops. Close-up of a bird cocking its head as
Mike returns to his bunk.
MIKE
I'm on my summer vacation.
DISSOLVE TO:
WAYNE (CONT’D)
Here's how you get your clothes off
real fast. First, kick off your
shoes while you unbutton your
shirt. Then undue the belt and
kick off the paints while you tear
off the T-shirt. You must do this
while keeping your eyes on the
victim! You will have ten seconds
to strip and hit the water. Later,
we'll learn how to apprehend a
drowning victim. So, who wants to
go first or am I going to have to
volunteer somebody?
POLISH
Let me take a stab at it.
Wayne prepares the stopwatch. The councilor in the water
fakes drowning.
WAYNE
On your mark! Get set! GO!
Polish does as instructed moving like a madman. The boys
cheer him on. He steps in the water.
WAYNE
Eight and ½ seconds. Not bad! Can
anybody beat that?
MIKE
Oh well, what the hell!
Jeff and Gary see Mike's black eye.
GARY
Hey Mike? Nice shiner. We're you in
a rumble or something?
MIKE
Yeah! And the Viet Cong won!
Wayne prep's his stopwatch.
WAYNE
Ready, set, GO!
Mike moves fast as the boys mouth the Lone Ranger Theme. He
steps into the water and falls down in excruciating pain.
WAYNE
WOW! Seven seconds!
89.
MIKE
Big stitches with a big needle.
Mr. B Approaches.
MR. B
Glad to see you among the living
Michael. OK. I want to see all the
JL's. Mike, we need to talk later.
CUT TO:
MR. B
This is cattail bulbs. All you do
is pull it up, cut the bulb, shave
it with your knife and cook it
above a fire. It almost tastes like
a baked potato.
MOLE
Less the bacon bits, butter and
sour cream obviously.
MIKE TO FABIO
I wonder what Ewell Gibbons has in
store for us?
CUT TO:
MR B
How's that foot holding up Mike?
MIKE
It's OK, Mr. B.
MR B
Mike, the hospital told me to tell
you that you are banned from
swimming.
MIKE
I was expecting that. Well, the
Life Saving Badge will have to
wait.
MR. B
Maybe next summer?
MIKE
Yeah! Next summer.
MR. B
Mike, I'm taking the JLs out on an
overnight. This might be another
fifty miler. The stitches on your
foot are rather fresh.
MIKE
No way, sir! I'm going!
MR. B
Mike, there will be no turning back
once we head out.
MIKE
I know, and I don't plan to turn
back. My foot doesn't hurt and the
stitches will hold.
MR. B
OK! I knew there was some gumption
down there somewhere.
The Scoutmaster pats Mike on the shoulder as Mike stares at
him in amazement.
MIKE (V.O.)
Many were the times when my parents
jumped my case for not standing up
for myself. But, it took my
scoutmaster's words to really drive
that point home.
CUT TO:
92.
CUT TO:
BOTH BOYS
Yes Sir!
FADE OUT
Polish grabs the rail at the top of the tower and shouts the
following:
POLISH
I’m on top of the world ma!
MIKE
Oh, I know this one! Uh! Jimmy
Cagney, White Heat! Right?
MR B
OK Cecel B. DeMille! Climb down and
let's go.
Angle on 812 marching off as Kenny turns to Joel and does his
Yogi Bear impression:
KENNY
Nuts and berries instead of a PIC-A-
NIC basket! YUCH!
95.
MR B TO MIKE
The point of no return is just
beyond that hill.
MIKE
I know! Race you there?
Mike picks up the pace. Mr. B stops and stares at him.
MR B
That's what I wanted to hear,
Michael.
CUT TO:
MOLE
I don't drink water my little Chick-
a-Dee because fish fornicate in it.
MIKE
Hey, keep it down! Mr. B might hear
you.
MOLE
Hey! Hey, it was the OK F word.
It's in the Bible.
CUT TO:
CUT TO:
DANNY TO JOEL
I wonder where we are?
JOEL
You got me hanging!
MIKE TO JOEL
All I know is, we're out in the
middle of nowhere, man.
MOLE
Yeah, we're real nowhere men.
MOLE
We are real, no-where men.
One a road which has no end. We
will surely get the bends in due
time.
KENNY
No food, no baths boy are we blue!
Smell so bad just like a zoo. For
fifty bucks you too could be a fool
like me.
Other boys provide the electric guitar refrain mimicking rock
singers as they hike.
JOEL
Miss my room and Barbara Ann. I'd
sure settle for a can of Spam.
Although I'm Jewish I could scarf
a ham - WHAM BOOM BAM!
MR B TO JOEL
Joel, take an azimuth. Looking for
thirty-six degrees north-northeast.
Joel places the compass on the map. He locates a thicket of
trees in the distance.
JOEL
Aim for that thicket. That's your
reading.
MR B
OK Scouts! Our "room and board"
awaits us about a half-mile that
way.
MOLE
Room, huh! Like to see what kind
of honor bar it has.
CUT TO:
MR B
Perfect! Mike, Joel. Start pulling
up cattail bulbs. Michael! Join
them after Paul changes your
dressing. Kenny, Michael, gather
frogs and sever their legs and
place them on a stick.
CUT TO:
JOEL
Wild wintergreen anyone? I picked
it myself.
MIKE
Excellent frog Polish! I must have
your recipe.
POLISH
Thanks! They tried to get away but
my Jacobean comrades caught them
outside Versailles.
MR B
Coffee anyone? Made it with wild
Chicory.
POLISH
Nah! Coffee makes me irritable!
FREEZE FRAME- Mr. B and the others gaze at each other
incredulously.
100.
MOLE
What? No dessert to go with the
cup of Joe!
JOEL
You just ate it. The wintergreen,
remember?
MOLE (faking a loud belch)
Well, I'm stuffed. How about you?
POLISH (acting effete)
A superb meal. I give this place
four stars. It's nice to dine at an
establishment with a rustic
ambiance and not walk away feeling
bloated.
Angle on Mike giving Polish a wedgy as the others laugh.
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KENNY
Nothing like some HOT WHIZ crashing
through the front door to get your
day going, huh?
Angle on Mole who wakes up and shakes the bugs out if his
hair.
MOLE
Damn bugs get outta my HAIR.
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Angle on Mike, Joel and Kenny at the riverbank. Suddenly Joel
looks up.
JOEL
Quiet! I hear something.
The rest of the JLs assemble near the river. Angle on teenage
girls in canoes. Joel is in a trance.
JOEL
Women!
MIKE (V.O.)
In addition to having no teenage
type food in our stomachs for close
to two weeks, this was our first
glance at girls - any girls - in
what seemed like an eternity.
Favoring of Joel combing his hair and whistling A Time for Us
from Romeo and Juliett. Fabio and Danny, the Spanish boys,
get macho by unbuttoning their shirts slightly.
MIKE (V.O.)
A few of us took a shot at being
"macho" by showing these fair
maidens what little chest hair we
had.
Angle on last canoes as a cute girl waves.
MOLE
Wo! She looks like Emma Peel, less
the leather.
Mr. B approaches.
MR B
Hey guys! What are you staring at,
a hawk or eagle or some.
102.
MIKE (V.O)
With us was an exchange scout from
England named John.
Angle on two men in dark suits bursting in.
FIRST MAN
Taggert! Get some of these scouts
to help you out with the sheets!
Make sure these windows are
secured. Also, I want an all clear
from agent Cummings across the
street.
The boys look around confused. Some scouts help cover the
windows. The man listens on an earphone inserted in his ear.
TAGGART
Agent Cummings, are you secure
below?
Taggert flips the agent at the podium a thumbs up. The
speaker has an English accent.
AGENT AT PODIUM
812! My name is Ian Shannon. I am
with the Federal Bureau of
Investigation and on temporary
assignment from Scotland Yard. I've
been transferred from Her Majesty's
Secret Service and am on loan so to
speak.
JOHN (jumping up)
You're a sight for sore eyes Sir.
SHANNON
You hail from Her Majesty's kingdom
Laddie?
JOHN
I do, Sir! From Manchester.
SHANNON
Well, sit yourself down, Laddie.
We'll need you to impress these
Yanks with what they're up against
with the bloody Ivans.
MOLE
The Ivans?
104.
JOHN
The Russians, who we were fighting
in the Crimea when you Yanks were
chasing Indians with popguns.
POLISH
I heard you lost that one and the
other when up against Johnny Turk
at Gallipoli.
John gives Polish a dirty look. Shannon holds up a photo of a
satellite with Russian lettering.
SHANNON
Gentlemen! The DIA, Defense
Intelligence Agency, has been
tracking a Soviet Sputnik we
believe is designed to seek out and
destroy western satellites. The
communists have denied their
existence, obviously. But, the ord
is in trouble. We need somebody to
secure it after it parachutes down
near Valpariso, Indiana.
GEORGE
Communista bastardos!
Angle on one boy who gazes at Mike sitting on the side.
YOUNG SCOUT
Is this true Mike?
MIKE (with a poker face)
Yes it is Marty. Yes it is.
Jeff and Gary gaze at each other. They look at Mike. Mike
nods in agreement. They appear convinced.
MOLE
Sir, why are you talking to us and
not, say, the military?
SHANNON
Simple! Publicity! We don't want
any. The bird will be too close to
a major population center. If
troops roll in, the media and
"inquiring minds wanting to know"
will be all over the place. But a
Boy Scout Troop is a perfect decoy.
105.
SHANNON (CONT’D)
We also don't want to pique the
curiosity of others, especially the
KGB. The will want it back.
GEORGE
KGB? The Soviet KGB?
SHANNON
Yes, I'm sure their agents will be
there. And so will you.
Gentleman, that's the mission. As
your scoutmaster told you you're
under no obligation to accept this
assignment. In fact, if you
decline, then I have an 8 PM
appointment to talk to a Girl Scout
Troop nearby to see -
Angle on Jeff and Gary glancing at one another.
MOLE (jumping up, defiant)
Hey! No way man! Last summer a lot
of us spent a night munching on
catnip and getting the squirts in
the middle of nowhere. Compared to
that retrieving a Commie sputnik is
a piece of cake.
SHANNON
The JL's have the assignment
sheets. D-Day is Saturday. On
behalf of the bureau, Mr. Hoover,
the Director of Central
Intelligence and President Johnson
I thank you for your courage and
patriotism. God be with you on your
mission, men.
The boys cheer.
MR B TO MIKE (under his breath)
Still home of the brave Michael.
Still home of the brave.
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MIKE
Now if there's an emergency call
the number in this envelope from a
house or business. Ask for Condor.
Make sure you know where you're at
if you have to call.
CUT TO:
MIKE
Well, that's the last of them.
MR B
You OK? You seem little nervous.
MIKE (CONT’D)
Yeah, well. You know!
MR. B
I know. You’re about them. Been
there, done that.
Angle on Mr. B staring forward. Mike gazes at him and says
nothing.
MIKE (V.O.)
Yes I was worried about them
although I wouldn't admit it. These
guys had become more than just
friends - they became my brothers.
Angle on Mr. B's car as it drives away.
MIKE (V.O.)
I asked God to watch over them.
CUT TO:
BETH
Well, well. If it isn't my long,
lost brother.
Mike, Joel and Paul stand outside smiling at the spectacle of
family. Suddenly, an older man steps out. He hugs Mr. B.
It’s his dad PAUL.
MR B
Hi Dad. How's it going?
PAUL
Oh, fair to midland.
MR B'S SISTER
So, which one of these handsome men
is Eisenhower?
MIKE
That's me.
MR B'S SISTER
Well general, your HQ awaits you.
But be careful. Lately, this place
has been crawling with democrats.
CUT TO:
MR B
Well, look who happens to be the
chief-of-police. You'll need the
experience to deal with my sister.
CUT TO:
MIKE
Your doing?
MR. B
What a coincidence.
GEORGE
Sir, excuse me but, what went wrong
at the Bay of Pigs?
MIKE
Not now George!
HANK
I'm going to pass around a picture.
Take a good look at this man.
Should he approach you get away and
call CONDOR. You have the number.
His name is Alexis Ivankov. The
agency has a file on him a mile
long. He's a top KGB operative. He
is in the area.
Tight on the looks on consternation on the scouts faces. Jeff
and Gary move their fingers before making fists.
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EXT. WOODED AREA NEAR A ROAD - AFTERNOON
110.
Another food run is made as meat loaf and ham is dished out
to the troop. They eat and prepare to bed down for the night
on a hill under a full moon.
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EXT. HILL - NIGHT
The boys are all asleep. Suddenly the stillness of the night
is severed by John as he rises up and starts reciting
something under the full moon.
JOHN
Go away moon or you'll drive me
mad. Moon cast thy maddening glow
from thine eyes wretched moon!
Angle on Polish shooting up from his sleeping bag.
POLISH
Hey Ringo. Shut up and go to sleep
will ya!
MIKE
Let me guess John! Shakespeare?
JOHN
The moon is going to drive me mad,
Michael.
MIKE
What do you mean going. Hit the
sack - Kipling! (pause) And they
wonder why they lost their empire.
DISSOLVE TO:
SERIES OF SHOTS
A) Mike with Mole and his patrol.
MIKE TO MOLE
111.
MIKE TO GEORGE
OK - George! This is it. 10 AM
move out and follow these
coordinates. It's OK amigo. We got
these bastardos beat! See you at
the capsule.
George embraces Mike. He is scared.
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MIKE
It's zero 1025 hours. They should
start popping up any minute now if
my algebra is right.
112.
ROY
Your scoutmaster wants me to grab
the first scout who spots the
capsule. God help me if it's the
Cuban kid. From what I've heard,
CIA wouldn't need to get the mob to
whack Castro. Just pump him up with
PEZ and drop him into Havana.
MIKE
Thankfully they're not armed.
Mike sees them coming.
MIKE (V.O.)
One by one each patrol emerged from
the woods. It looked like the
forest fire scene from Bambi. I
looked like General Patton at El
Gatar!
CUT TO:
JOHN
Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the
waves. Oh Britons NE-E-E-VER shall
be SLAVES!
ROY TO MIKE
Looks like the little plumper is
going to make it first. It's
showtime! Wish I knew some Russki!
MIKE
Just say UH HO DEE and Amerikanski.
It means beat it American.
CUT TO:
Roy and Mike crawl towards the crater. In the distance the
Ravens hear the buzzer on top of the propane tank acting as
“the target”. Mole stops.
MOLE
113.
MIKE
It's Benedict Arnold!
GEORGE
Usted Communista! You! You are a
Communist sympathizer!
MIKE (V.O.)
This was a first. I had muddy water
flowing into my crouch as a Cuban
Joe McCarthy called a kid with
pictures of Eisenhower, Reagan, J
Edgar Hoover, Vice President Nixon
and JFK on the wall of his room a
Red.
Mike holds George's head skyward.
MIKE
Look Rickey Ricardo.
Angle up to Mr. B and some of the actors racing up and
snapping away. Some hold beach balls with towels wrapped
around their necks. Shannon snaps a picture.
SHANNON
Smile! You're on candid camera.
Marty, the younger scout, arrives late. He sees Mike and
George lying in the mud as Roy recovers. Mole is restrained
by Dick.
MARTY (looking around - stressed)
CALL CONDOR! CALL CONDOR!
The rest of 812 gazes at him in disbelief. Polish puts his
arm around him.
POLISH TO MARTY
Does the word CHUMP mean anything
to you?
Jeff helps Roy up who is still recovering from the punch in
the groin. The others help Mike and George up out of the
muddy water.
MIKE TO JEFF
I owe you big time.
JEFF TO MIKE
No! I owe you and 812.
DICK TO MIKE
Ditto!
115.
MIKE (V.O.)
The summer of 1968 was still an
infant that June. Against
the backdrop of violence and
calamity that befell our nation,
812 had its own blowout in the
refreshing waters of Lake
Michigan. It was as if a giant
bubble had been constructed
to seal the mirth and friendships
we knew would never end.
MIKE (V.O.)
Later, many would see it as the
best years of their lives.
MONTAGE
A) (STOCK) Footage of Billy Jean King's third straight title
at Wimbledon.
116.
MIKE (V.O.)
Summer! 1968. Three was a charm for
Billie Jean at Wimbleton after
winning her 3rd straight title.
B) (STOCK) Footage of American President's Johnson and Thieu
of South Vietnam.
MIKE (V.O.)
In Hawaii, President Johnson
assured President Thieu of South
Vietnam that US combat troops would
assist his country against
communist aggression.
C) (STOCK) Footage of James Earl Ray's arrest.
MIKE (V.O.)
James Earl Ray denied murdering Dr.
Martin Luther King Jr.
D) (STOCK) Footage of anti-Soviet demonstrations in
Czechoslovakia.
MIKE (V.O.)
In Czechoslovakia Socialism with a
Human Face was about to be murdered
by Russian tanks.
DISSOLVE TO:
MIKE (V.O.)
And we were about to be murdered by
the heat and humidity during the
dog days of summer at Camp Loud
Thunder in Moline, Illinois. There
was a reason we got the place for
two weeks at a steal. But, we had
our own staff and cook - just to
ourselves.
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MOLE
Forgive me for asking, but weren't
you a stand-in for Doris Day in
Pillow Talk?
The elderly woman giggles, looks around, and gives Mole more
food. Porker learns from "the master".
PORKER
Nah, Dorkus! Not Doris Day. It was
Lana Turner. Right?
Annie giggles again and scoops some extra helpings on
Porker's plate. Tight on the Cheshire grins on both of their
faces.
SERIES OF SHOTS
A) Some of the boys are getting instructions on swinging an
axe by Mike.
B) Angle on boys using a compass to take an azimuth in the
field. Kenny helps them.
C) The boys are wind surfing and canoeing. Some tan
themselves like George with a radio on. The tune Summer Place
is heard.
MIKE (V.O.)
Our mornings were structured to
ensure time for both training
and recreation. Most of the JLs
earned either Star or Life ranks.
But after lunch, it was party-time.
CUT TO:
PAUL
Banzai! YANKEE FLY BOY!
118.
They collide as Mike flies into the lake. The two boys splash
each other.
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EXT. LAKE - EARLY EVENING
Kenny and Mike are in a canoe with a lantern. They are
reading letters from girlfriends back home. Mike has his
radio. The tune Could Be We’re In Love is playing.
MIKE (V.O)
Kenny and received letters from our
high school sweethearts back home -
and on the same day.
MIKE
Hey Kenny. You feel the way I do?
KENNY
How's that?
MIKE
I feel as if I'm out-growing this.
Scouting. You know?
KENNY (in jest)
Are you saying you'd rather be out
here in this boat with "her" rather
than "me"! I'm devastated.
MIKE
Come on! I mean, you can't tell me
you'd rather be here than back home
with Valerie. Besides, SAT’s are
coming up, then college.
KENNY
Yeah! I know. Where did it all go.
MIKE
Yeah, were did time go? Seems like
yesterday we were in kindergarten.
The tune Moon River is heard as two friends whom known each
other since kindergarten gaze up at the stars.
FADE OUT:
RADIO V.O.
And this was Leoniod Breshnev's
response to Alexander Dubcheck's
plea for "Socialism with a Human
Face". Joseph Stalin couldn't have
delivered a more forceful NYET! The
Bolsheviks, like Adolph Hitler
before them, have thrust their
dagger into Prague - again.
SHOTKE
Paul, let’s turn in. You don’t need
this. You know that. The next batch
of heros will go in or the
Communists will fall on their on.
Let’s hope for the later.
He shuts off the radio. The camera catches Mike and Kenny
eavesdropping in the dark. Kenny turns to Mike.
KENNY
You speak Russian. You’ll be an
officer.
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MR. B (V.O.)
They came straight at us.
(MORE)
121.
MR. SHOTKE (CONT'D)
We braced ourselves for a fight
since we were out-numbered. Once
they were within 100 feet, we
opened up on them with everything
we had.
GI's in prone position open up.
MR. B (V.O.)
The initial assault was repelled.
It was the first time any of us
every killed anybody. The North
Koreans had had enough. Now it was
somebody else's turn - the Chinese.
Angle on sky flares and massive numbers of Chinese troops
racing up the ridge.
MR. B (V.O.)
We kept firing as they dropped like
flies. They kept coming as those
stinking bullhorns blasted away. To
my flank three breached the line.
Myself and Private Moses Washington
took them out with our carbines.
WASHINGTON
You want my beautiful black ass?
Come and get it!
MR. B. (V.O.)
That’s when I saw it. They were
kids. Those stinking Red bastards
sent kids up to be slaughtered.
Mr. B turns to Washington.
MR. B (reloads)
It’s just you and me Washington.
WASHINGTON (reloads)
Looks like it Sir. I’ve got nothing
planned this evening. Mind if I
join you?
MR. B
Anytime! And call me Paul.
The two men grab each others hand and squeeze it.
WASHINGTON
Paul, I think we should talk to
somebody - while we still have the
chance. (pause) The Lord is my
Shepard, I shall not want.
CUT TO:
BRITISH MEDIC
Stretcher! Now! We have a live
officer.
123.
END OF FLASHBACK
MIKE (V.O.)
Now I knew what motivated this
decent man to give back, through
us, what we had no choice but to
take away over there - at a place
called Korea.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. CAMPGROUND - DAY
Mike and 812 sit inside the bus as they prepare to go home.
The bus pulls out. The boys look around anxious.
MIKE
Driver! Stop!
Mike and the rest race out. They line up. Fabio takes
command.
FABIO
812, attention. Present arms.
MIKE (V.O.)
124.
FREEZE FRAME: Mr. B surveys the boys and fights to hold the
emotion. He straightens up and returns their salutes.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. BUS ON ROAD - TRAVELLING - DAY
Kenny is asleep on Mike’s shoulder as Mike gazes out the
window.
MIKE (V.O.)
As we drove away I felt a part of
me leave as well. Yet, at seventeen
I knew the day would come when I'd
look back at that joyful past and
thank a very decent, devoted, and
honorable American from Indiana for
his sacrifice both then and so long
ago.
125.