THE BUS
Written by Martin A. Stihec
Author: Masmaster
TEASER
FADE IN:
OPENING MONOLOGUE.
JERRY
The bad thing about television is that everybody you see on
television is doing something better than what you're doing. You never see
anybody on TV, like, just sliding off the front of the sofa with potato chip
crumbs on their face. Some people have a little too much fun on television. The
soda commercial people – where do they summon this enthusiasm? Have you seen
them? "We have soda! We have soda! We have soda!" Jumping, laughing, flying through the air. It's a can of soda. Have you ever
been standing there, you're watching TV and you're drinking the exact product
that they're advertising right there on TV? And it's like, you know, they're
spiking volleyballs, jet skiing, girl is bikinis.. And
I'm standing there, "Maybe I'm putting too much ice in mine."
ON THIS, WE
FADE OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
EXT. NEW YORK – BUS STATION – NIGHT
GEORGE, JERRY, KRAMER AND ELAINE ARE SITTING ON A
WAITING BENCH – IN THAT ORDER. KRAMER IS DRINKING A SODA, ELAINE IS LOOKING
AROUND THE PLACE, JERRY IS READING A NEWSPAPER, AND GEORGE IS STARING AT HIS
WATCH AND SHAKING HIS HEAD IMPATIENTLY. THE ONLY LIGHT WE SEE IS COMING FROM
STREETLIGHTS. THE PLACE ISN’T VERY CROWDED.
GEORGE
Who is this guy we’re going to see anyway?
JERRY
Remember like seven years ago when I took the subway
to Coney Island?
GEORGE
Seven years ago?
(GRUNTS)
I can’t even remember what I had for breakfast; how
am I supposed to remember what happened seven years ago?
JERRY
C’mon, sure you remember. Elaine went a lesbian
wedding, Kramer won eighteen grand at the races, and you came back naked from a
job interview.
GEORGE
Alright, alright, enough already, I remember.
JERRY
He was the guy I talked to on the train.
ELAINE
The naked guy?
JERRY
Yeah, the naked guy. Apparently he’s lost some weight since then.
GEORGE
When’s the bus gonna get
here? We’ve been waiting an hour and a half already. Why can’t we just drive?
JERRY
Are you crazy? I’m not driving four hours straight at
this time a night.
GEORGE
Hey, we’re all sitting next to each other on the bus
right?
JERRY
Yeah.
GEORGE
Good. I hate sitting next to people I don’t know on
public transportation.
KRAMER LEANS OVER JERRY AND HANDS HIS DRINK OUT TO
GEORGE.
KRAMER
You want a drink?
GEORGE
No thanks; I’m good.
KRAMER
You sure? It’s very refreshing.
JERRY STARTS GETTING ANNOYED AT THE AWKWARD POSITION
KRAMER HAS PUT HIM IN.
GEORGE
I’m sure.
KRAMER
Just a sip.
GEORGE
Kramer I don’t want any.
KRAMER
I guarantee you’ll like it.
GEORGE SHAKES HIS HEAD.
KRAMER
What’s the matter with you?
GEORGE
No.
JERRY RUNS OUT OF PATIENCE AND PUSHES KRAMER BACK TO
HIS SIDE.
JERRY
Oh, just move back.
KRAMER SPILLS HIS SODA ALL OVER GEORGE’S SHOES AS
JERRY PUSHES HIM BACK.
GEORGE
What’re you doing?! You spilt your drink all over my
shoes – these are brand new!
KRAMER
It wasn’t my fault; Jerry pushed me.
GEORGE
(TO JERRY)
Why did ya have to push
him?! My feet are gonna be soaking wet all night now!
The bus’ll be freezing cold…
ELAINE
Just take your shoes off and let’em
dry until the bus…
THE BUS ARRIVES AND THE DOORS OPEN.
ELAINE (Cont’d)
… Gets here.
GEORGE
(SARCASTICALLY)
Oh, that’s great! Now it comes. Ho ho.
JERRY
Well… we’d better get on.
JERRY, ELAINE AND KRAMER GET UP AND WALK INTO THE
BUS. GEORGE LOOKS AROUND – FRUSTRATED FOR A BEAT, AND THEN GETS UP AND INTO THE
BUS AS WELL.
INT. BUS – NIGHT – CONTINUOUS
JERRY, GEORGE, KRAMER AND ELAINE ARE WALKING DOWN THE
BUS. THERE ARE OVER A DOZEN ROWS OF TWO SEATS EITHER SIDE OF THE NARROW WALKWAY
THEY’RE IN. THE BUS IS ALMOST CHOCKABLOCK FULL.
JERRY
I’m not seeing any free seats next to each other
George.
GEORGE
Oh no.
KRAMER
I’m getting one up front; maybe they’ll put on a
movie.
JERRY
Kramer its eleven o’clock, they’re not gonna put on a
movie – people are trying to sleep.
MAN ON BUS #1 (OS)
Yeah, they are. So why don't you sit down and shut
up.
KRAMER TAKES A SEAT ON THE WINDOW SIDE UP FRONT NEXT
TO AN OLD MAN – ACCIDENTALLY KICKING HIM IN THE LEG ON THE WAY TO THE WINDOW
SEAT.
ELAINE
Well I’m sitting down the back; that’s where all the
heat’s going. That’s where you should sit if you don’t want to get cold feet
George.
GEORGE
I can’t sit at the back of buses; it’s too far away
from the driver.
ELAINE
So?
GEORGE
What if I get into a fight or someone tries to stab
me with a knife?
JERRY
What’s the bus driver going to do to stop it? Even if
he wanted to help he couldn’t; he’s too busy driving the bus.
GEORGE
It just makes me uncomfortable, okay?
ELAINE
Well… See ya in four hours
I guess.
JERRY
Bye Laine.
ELAINE WALKS TO THE BACK OF THE BUS AND OFF SCREEN
JUST AS THE BUS STARTS MOVING. JERRY STARTS TO SIT DOWN IN ONE OF THE EMPTY
SEATS WHEN GEORGE HOLDS HIM BACK.
GEORGE
What are you doing?
JERRY
I’m sitting down.
GEORGE
Why are ya sitting here?
JERRY
Why wouldn’t I sit here?
GEORGE
I thought we could find two aisle seats next to each
other and sit in them.
JERRY
What would be the point? We couldn’t actually talk to
each other.
GEORGE
Why not?
JERRY
Distance.
GEORGE
Distance? What do ya mean?
JERRY
The distance from one aisle seat to the other is too
great. We’d have to talk louder than is usually acceptable to hear each other.
GEORGE
What?? Take a look at how narrow the aisle is. It
couldn’t be more than half a meter wide. Are you telling me we’d have to yell
from that far away?
JERRY
I didn’t say we’d have to yell. I said we’d have to
speak louder than is usually acceptable.
GEORGE
How loud is usually acceptable?
JERRY
The level we’re talking at now. Not quite a whisper
but not as loud as we’d normally talk if we were eating lunch at the Coffee
shop.
GEORGE
Where do you come up with this stuff? Either you’re
whispering, talking normally or shouting. There aren’t any in-betweens.
JERRY
So, you’re saying that there’re only three voice
tones in the entire human sound spectrum? You’re insane.
GEORGE
No. I’m saying that, although there are many tones,
they all fall under three categories; whisper, normal, and shout.
JERRY
Look, George, I’m not arguing with you anymore. The
bus is moving and I’ve chosen a place to sit… end of story.
GEORGE
Oh, fine – I know when I’m not welcome.
JERRY
Then why are you always there?
GEORGE
(SARCASTICALLY)
Funny guy!
GEORGE MOVES A FEW ROWS DOWN AND SITS NEXT TO AN OLD
LADY ON THE AISLE SIDE. JERRY SITS DOWN IN THE AISLE SEAT HE WAS ABOUT TO SIT
IN BEFORE, NEXT TO A TWELVE YEAR OLD BOY.
JERRY AND BOY
JERRY
Hey.
BOY
(MIMICKING JERRY)
Hey.
JERRY
Where’re ya headed?
THE BOY SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS.
JERRY
Your parents on the bus?
THE BOY SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS.
JERRY
So, how about those Knicks?
THE BOY SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS.
JERRY
Well it’s been great chatting with you but I think
I’ll take a nap now, okay?
THE BOY SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS AGAIN AND JERRY LEANS
BACK IN HIS CHAIR – CLOSING HIS EYES.
KRAMER AND OLD MAN
KRAMER HOLDS HIS HAND OUT TO THE OLD MAN.
KRAMER
Hi, I’m Cosmo Kramer.
OLD MAN
Douglas Morton. I’d shake your hand – THE OLD MAN RAISES
HIS RIGHT ARM – WHICH HAS NO HAND ATTACHED TO IT!
OLD MAN (Cont’d)
But I lost it in World War II.
KRAMER NOTICES THE MISSING HAND AND, WITH ONE OF HIS
UNIQUE KRAMER MOVEMENTS, PULLS BACK AND DONGS HIS HEAD ON THE WINDOW.
ELAINE IN A BACK ROW
SHE IS SITTING ON THE WINDOW SIDE WITH A WOMAN
SITTING NEXT TO HER. ELAINE SNIFFS – SMELLING SOMETHING.
ELAINE
Excuse me. Do you smell that?
WOMAN
Yes. It smells horrible.
ELAINE
What is that?
A FAT MAN WALKS OUT OF THE TOILET – WHICH IS ONLY
FIVE FEET AWAY FROM ELAINE.
ELAINE
Oh my god!
WOMAN
I think I’m going to be sick.
ELAINE TAKES HER BROWN SICK BAG OUT FROM THE BACK OF
HER SEAT AND STARTS BREATHING INTO IT.
GEORGE AND OLD LADY
GEORGE IS SHUDDERING, HOLDING HIS ARMS TOGETHER
TRYING TO STAY WARM.
GEORGE
Ah, Ma’am, would mind terribly if I turned on the
heat?
OLD LADY
Oh, aren’t you a gentleman; asking so politely.
GEORGE REACHES UP TO TURN THE AIR CONDITIONING ON.
OLD LADY
Yes I do mind.
GEORGE HOLDS BACK A HARSH WORD.
GEORGE
But I’m very cold. My friend spilt his drink on my
shoes and feet are soaking wet.
OLD LADY
I’m sorry, but I’m rather warm.
GEORGE
I’ll only turn it on on my
side.
OLD LADY
No; the breeze will keep me awake all night.
GEORGE
C’mon, I’m freezin’ my toes
off here.
OLD LADY
I said no.
A BEAT PASSES…
GEORGE
Ho ho!
GEORGE LOWERS HIS ARM – GIVING UP.
KRAMER AND OLD MAN
KRAMER
When’re they gonna put the
movie on?
OLD MAN
Movie? They’re not putting on a movie. They put one on at eight thirty.
KRAMER
What, they’re only showing it once – that’s it? What
about people who get on after eight thirty? Do they just miss out?
OLD MAN
I guess so.
KRAMER
Well that doesn’t sound right.
OLD MAN
Eh, what are ya gonna do?
KRAMER
I’ll tell you what I’m gonna
do; I’m gonna talk to the driver – that’s what I’m gonna do.
OLD MAN
What?? You can’t talk to the driver – he’s busy
driving the bus.
KRAMER
I’m going – I’m doing it.
KRAMER GETS UP AND MOVES PAST THE OLD MAN TO THE
AISLE – KICKING HIS LEGS AGAIN ON THE WAY. KRAMER WALKS UP TO THE BUS DRIVER.
KRAMER
Hey, excuse me.
BUS DRIVER
Yes?
KRAMER
Ah, my friend and I were wandering when you were
planning on putting the movie on?
BUS DRIVER
Movie? Na, I already played the movie four hours ago.
KRAMER
Yeah, but I only got on an hour ago.
BUS DRIVER
So?
KRAMER
So I didn’t see it. I would like to see it.
BUS DRIVER
Well I can’t put it on now; people are sleeping.
KRAMER
What movie was it?
BUS DRIVER
“Demolition Man.”
KRAMER
What was it about?
BUS DRIVER
They freeze this guy and wake him up in the future to
track down this criminal.
KRAMER
Why did they do that?
BUS DRIVER
Why did they freeze him or why did they unfreeze him?
KRAMER
Why did they unfreeze him.
BUS DRIVER
Because, in the future, the world has no violence and
the only way they can think of to track down a violent criminal is to wake up a
violent cop.
KRAMER
Who’s in it?
BUS DRIVER
Wesley Snipes and Sylvester Stallone.
KRAMER
You know, that doesn't sound too bad.
BUS DRIVER
Oh it was great. A box-office hit.
(BEAT)
Hey, I’m sorry I can’t play again.
KRAMER
Yeah.
KRAMER WALKS BACK TO HIS SEAT AND SITS DOWN – KICKING
THE OLD MAN IN THE LEGS ON THE WAY BACK… AGAIN.
OLD MAN
So, what did he say?
KRAMER
Yeah, he wouldn’t put it on.
OLD MAN
I told ya.
KRAMER
Yeah, yeah, I know.
ON THIS, WE
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