War/Peace - Part II. Clarissa Daisy Huntsman

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      Can I write something?

      MATTHEW

      Of course.

      EMILY GRABS MATTHEW'S ARM AND PULLS HIM TOWARD HER. THEN SHE TOO PRESSES HER LIPS AGAINST HIS.

      CLARISSA

      Ok, Matthew. Feel the testosterone now?

      MATTHEW

      Ha ha. Um . . . yeah.

      CLARISSA

      Good, coz we gotta go. But we need you to promise us you'll ask some of these beautiful girls if you can buy them a drink . . .

      CLARISSA POINTS AT THE BAR. THEN SHE AND EMILY STAND.

      CLARISSA

      Ok?

      MATTHEW

      Yeah. Uh . . . It was nice meeting you. Um . . . are you on Facebook?

      CLARISSA STEPS AWAY FROM THE TABLE.

      CLARISSA

      No. Because my dad might be President one day. But maybe then. Bye.

      CLARISSA AND EMILY HURRY OFF. MATTHEW REMAINS AT THE TABLE, SPEECHLESS. HE EXHALES.

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      1 Like I Love You - Justin Timberlake, Clipse, and Pharrell Williams (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FQ3slUz7Jo8&ob=av2e)

      2 Hvistendahl, M. (2011). Unnatural selection. Psychology Today, 44 (4), 80-87.

      3 Yeah - Usher, Lil Jon, and Ludacris (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AyIX_Pn7Ij0)

      4 We Made You – Eminem and Dina Rae (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSdKmX2BH7o&ob=av2e)

      5 McGarr, E. (2007). Anchovy power! Those yucky little fish could save your life. Columbia News Service (Online). Retrieved January 4, 2011 from http://jscms.jrn.columbia.edu/.../mcgarr-eatyouranchovies...

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      EXT. SALT LAKE STREETS - NIGHT

      (CLARISSA, EMILY)

      CLARISSA AND EMILY HAVE LEFT THE CLUB. THEY ARE WALKING DOWN A BUSY MAIN STREET, BRIGHTLY LIT AND PACKED WITH PEOPLE. THE NIGHT LIFE IS LOUD AND LIVELY.

      EMILY

      That was amazing Clarissa.

      CLARISSA

      Yeah. That guy's gonna remember that kiss for the rest of his life. But I'm thinking I should maybe cool it on the Presidential speak.

      EMILY

      Why? You never told the guy your dad's name.

      CLARISSA

      I feel like if I'm not careful I'm gonna lose all this. Just one damn reporter and I'll be in the public eye. Then I'll have to kiss goodbye my job at Lone Star, and this night life. But . . .

      CLARISSA TILTS HER HEAD BACK AND STARES UP AT THE SKY. THEN SHE BRINGS IT DOWN SO THAT HER GAZE PENETRATES THE HAZE OF EXCITEMENT ONCE AGAIN.

      CLARISSA

      Sometimes I so just wanna find some reporter and totally fuck him just to see what happens.

      EMILY

      If he's cute that's fine by me.

      CLARISSA

      But then I'll be put under house arrest, cut off from everyone [5.] [6.] [7.]; probably even you. And no matter how good my dad's place is it's no substitute for these streets [5.] [6.] [7.].

      EMILY

      But you'll be the next Lindsey Lohan.

      CLARISSA

      But then my dad won't be the next president.

      EMILY

      You really have that much influence?

      CLARISSA

      No. But the media does. And if I do something sleazy then they're bound to make sure it reflects badly on dad. Spin. Just like the advertisers telling us what we gotta buy to be happy. Fact is, though, Americans are getting more and more depressed [1.] [2.] [3.]. We don't know what we want so we buy whatever they tell us to and forget about our communities, experiences, relationships and all that [8.] [9.]. I would seriously hate to be locked away in a lonely mansion. I need to go out and know I can get that chemical rush [4.] again and again.

      EMILY

      Which is why you and I gotta find guys we can fall in love with for the night . . . but try not to mention who you are.

      CLARISSA SMILES.

      CLARISSA

      I can try. But it's hard not to blurt it out.

      EMILY

      Well, either you keep it a secret or you'll find yourself stuck in a nuclear family, no way out.

      CLARISSA STOPS WALKING. SHE BOWS HER HEAD.

      EMILY

      Clarissa!

      CLARISSA WIPES AN EYE. SHE TAKES A DEEP BREATH.

      EMILY

      Clarissa! Are you ok?

      CLARISSA LOOKS AT EMILY. HER GAZE SPEAKS A THOUSAND WORDS. AND THEY ECHO OFF THE SALT WATER DROPLETS THAT REST IN HER EYES.

      CLARISSA

      Um . . . sorry. Don't mention "nuclear" please.

      EMILY

      Oh. Cassie. Clarissa, I'm so sorry.

      CLARISSA TAKES ANOTHER DEEP BREATH. SHE LOOKS AROUND.

      CLARISSA

      Pick a club, any club.

      EMILY POINTS TO THE ONE RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM AND THEN THEY BOTH WALK TOWARD IT.

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