HIGHWAYS & EXITS: A Screenplay
By X. D. Brown
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X. D. Brown
X. D. Brown is an author and screenwriter living in Pennsylvania. His first book, Always Come Back, a collection of short stories, was published in 2013. The book became a semi-finalist in three writing competitions. Brown published his first novel ‘Ready to Slay’ in 2016. His first screenplay, ‘Outside’, was published in 2020.
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HIGHWAYS & EXITS - X. D. Brown
HIGHWAYS & EXITS
A SCREENPLAY
X. D. BROWN
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Published by AuthorHouse 01/02/2024
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INT. HOSPITAL–DELIVERY ROOM–ESTABLISHING
Everything is LOUD and FAST as we’re provided FRAGMENTED SHOTS of: a NEWBORN BABY BOY. He wails and thrashes.
Plastic tubes and IVs run haywire over a WOMAN’S stripped, sweaty body. The WOMAN is LESLIE SUMMERS.
She lays motionless on a bed with idle eyes.
Doctors and nurses surround her.
A nurse places the BABY in an incubator and wheels it out.
Breathing tubes, EKG, resuscitator—a haunting, loud melody.
The ER metal door CRASHES open. We meet JOHN SUMMERS—mid-thirties, fit, tall.
Doctors roar medical jargon as the EKG’s steady BEEPS evolve into a single BEEP!
JOHN
LESLIE!
John rushes to her beside.
He bites into one of his knuckles, on the verge of losing it.
He kisses her on the forehead.
She smiles a very faint smile, too calm. Then all signs of life are gone.
MOS SHOT: John sinks to his knees, starts to sob.
INT. SUMMERS’ HOUSE–BEDROOM–YEARS LATER
It’s a modestly sized room with a few MAPS of foreign lands randomly taped to the powdery blue walls. On the floor sits BRICK SUMMERS—he’s ten. Brown hair and eyes. Scattered around him are army action figures, books, and a cheap plastic GLOBE.
Brick reaches out his hand, closes his eyes, and spins the globe around.
He randomly stops it with his hand and opens his eyes.
He tucks in four of his fingers and reads where his index finger remains.
BRICK
Sicily.
He looks closely at the globe.
BRICK
Italy.
He picks up one of the action figures, stands up, and stands him up on a plain wooden dresser. Focus on the action figure as Brick talks for him.
BRICK
I’m not from a rural place
at all. Not originally.
I was found in a bamboo
basket. It was no larger
than a gallon milk jug.
I lived on—what did I
live on?
A moment.
BRICK
Mangoes, water, ice, and
goats. Their meat and
cheese. Milk too. This
was well before I was a
grown man.
Angry YELLING (OS) between a MAN and WOMAN, then a violent SMACK.
Brick sets the figure down on the dresser and tip-toes into the KITCHEN.
He looks closely at his PARENTS, the bickering MAN and WOMAN, TRACY SUMMERS and John Summers.
John’s middle-aged now, bulkier, with a full head of salt-and-pepper hair.
He sits at a table, feet propped up on it.
Tracy sneaks a sink towel and covers up her lower left cheek. She’s in her late thirties.
TRACY
I should make pancakes.
No, I should make French
toast.
(a moment)
Oh, my new waffle maker!
I should make waffles—
that’s what I’ll make.
John takes his feet off the table, stands up, and pats the counter with his hand.
JOHN
I’d like some blueberry ones.
He walks out of the room.
The waffle maker sits atop the stainless-steel counter; it’s an expensive model.
Tracy stands in awe of it, then plugs it in.
TRACY
What do you think of it? I
think it’s grand. I do. I’ve
just adored them since I was
a little girl, younger than
you.
She sighs.
TRACY
Waffles. My mother used to make
homemade batter.
She grabs two small baggies of mixture and a measuring cup from the cupboard.
TRACY
Waffles are wonderful, and
that’s simply why there are
so many kinds. I can make
a lot of different kinds,
nineteen kinds, but your
Granny could make ten more
than that. She could. You
don’t believe it, do you,
dear? It’s true, though;
twenty-nine.
She opens a baggie and dumps some mixture into the cup.
TRACY
Blueberry, pecan, almond,
and maple-flavored waffles.
Chicken and waffles.
Chocolate chip waffles!
Lemon-poppy seed, strawberry,
and Belgian waffles.
Cherry—
Brick suddenly YANKS the sink towel out of her hand to reveal a WELT—large, black and blue.
Wide-eyed, she suppresses a gasp.
He stares at her as though to say I knew it.
TRACY
What kind?
He stares at his stepmother.
TRACY
What kind would you like?
BRICK
Strawberry.
TRACY
OK! OK.
EXT. DRIVEWAY–OUTSIDE OF HOUSE–MINUTES LATER
An antique sports car is parked right up next to the garage. Some sort of Mercedes. Classy and luxurious.
The house is a modestly sized split-level house. It has burgundy shutters and door with a brick front. It’s summertime.
On the trunk of the car, a badge reads: SL Mercedes Roadster 1971.
John crouches down at the driver’s side door, waxing it.
Brick appears at the garage with a baseball bat in one hand, a baseball in the other.
He moves to John’s side.
BRICK
Will you pitch to me?
He throws the ball up into the air and catches it.
JOHN
Want to know why you’re
in the outfield?