Pilot Draft
SPODIE'S PEOPLE
"ME" TIME, FIRST DRAFT, APRIL 2002
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
INT. SPODIE'S HOUSE - MASTER BEDROOM - NIGHT
DENISE is sitting in bed, reading. JARED is lying down, looking
thoughtful. There is a knock at the door.
WILLEM
(through the door)
Hey, are you guys busy?
DENISE
No, c'mon in.
WILLEM opens the door, peeks around, then comes into the room to
sit on the edge of the bed. JARED raises himself on his elbows.
DENISE
So? Did you tell her?
WILLEM
(heavy sigh)
No, I didn't.
DENISE
Why not? He's not supposed to have access,
right?
WILLEM
Right. But it's not like he's doing any harm.
In fact, he's actually helping out. He found
three new bugs and patched them before I even
knew what was going on.
DENISE brushes WILLEM's hair back from his face lovingly.
JARED
Why would he do that for a company that laid
him off?
WILLEM
In a word? Porn.
DENISE
(giggling)
What?
WILLEM
Porn! You know, two of our ten biggest customers
are massive porn distrubutors. While he's
ferreting around their code, he's also got access
to the images. No membership fee.
JARED
Sweet!
DENISE
So what are you going to do?
WILLEM
(another heavy sigh)
I dunno. Sleep on it, I guess.
DENISE kisses WILLEM tenderly.
DENISE
G'night, sweetie.
WILLEM
Goodnight, honey.
JARED
G'night, man.
WILLEM
You too.
WILLEM exits.
JARED
You know, he did say the magic word.
DENISE
(grinning)
What word?
JARED
Porn.
DENISE, laughing, puts the book on the table and turns off the
light.
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