Mary-Kate and Jewish-Looking Girl trip into friendship.
By Elaine Carroll & Sam Reich
INT. DINGY BASEMENT - NIGHT
LIMOR and her two friends, KRON and TANELY, hover over some
So everyone should have three caps
and four stems.
Wait... I have four stems and three
You'll be fine.
There's a knock at the door. Limor opens it and reveals
MARY-KATE. LIMOR MARY-KATE
How did you find me here?
You butt-dialed me!
That explains nothing.
Sure it does! I had my private
investigator trace the call and
then popped over in my Olsen Force
one helicopter and stashed my
parachute in your laundry room, so
if you see a parachute in there,
could you wash it on delicate?
Oooh, like Aderall? Ketamine?
What? You don't do that shit?
No, I don't normally eat food.
(holding it up)
Thank you so much, it is like a
gusty 68 out there.
She gulps it down. Limor looks on, amused. Mary-Kate reaches
the end of it and her face twists up.
Ugh, it tastes like bark and leaves
That was shroom tea, so. It looks
like you're tripping with us now.
(laughing it off)
Oh, I don't think so. I've done a
lot of drugs in my time, and it's
going to take more than a cup of
tea to get all of the water out of
this rowboat that I'm suddenly in.
(pulling her inside)
The door slams.
INT. DINGY BASEMENT - LATER
A top down shot of Mary-Kate and Limor. Their heads are
nearly touching but their bodies are pointing in different
directions. It's the classic drug trip shot.
And that's when I knew music would
always be a part of me. So I got
this tattoo. It's a base clef.
Ohhh. I always thought that was a
A frowny face?
Yeah, and I was all like, "Damn,
this girl is DARK."
They laugh. Limor adjusts herself so that she's facing
I'm dark, huh?
(laying back down)
Whatever. Life is dark. Life is a
lonely trudge toward death. Not
that you'd know anything about it.
About what? Loneliness? Hello. I
followed your butt dial here in a
Yeah, but you're rich. And famous.
And a bodyguard follows you
That's not true.
Yes it is. He's standing right
Bodyguard stands nearby and taps his watch.
Can I get an ETD?
Okay, so I'm rich and famous and
different than everyone else. How
do you think that makes me feel?
Yeah, but you're different better.
I'm different worse. Look at me,
with the make-up, and the parties,
and the drugs...
Mary-Kate indicates to herself.
Guys. Guys. Kron has an
announcement to make.
KRON turns on and off a flashlight rapidly.
MARY-KATE / LIMOR
Oooh. / Holy shit.
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
Professor finishes up a lesson. Mary-Kate and Limor sit next
to each other, awkwardly. Limor is in her own world;
Mary-Kate glances over at her nervously.
Again, these are the answers to the
test, so if you fail at this point,
you're pretty much braindead. Class
is over, get out.
Limor leaves abruptly. Mary-Kate slumps down, defeated. She
glances down at her paper.
Limor has drawn a base clef frowny face. Close on Mary-Kate
as she grins weepily.