INT.

REHAB CENTER COMMON AREA- DAY

The FRONT DESK LADY leads Sally into the rehab center common
area.

FRONT DESK LADY

This is the common area. Most of the
patients spend their free time here.
Also, before your mother left, she
gave me this.

The front desk lady hands Sally a teddy bear.

SALLY
Oh, it's Roger. Mom always brought
me Roger when I was sick.

FRONT DESK LADY

Alright...well, no TV, no movies, no
cellphones, and no music allowed...I'll
let you mingle. Breakfast is at 7am.
Chores from 8 til' 1:30, therapy from
1:30 to 4:30, dinner at 5 and lights
out at 7. Please obey quiet hours.

The front desk lady points over to a hallway.

FRONT DESK LADY

There's a therapy session going on
right now down that way. Many patients
find it really helps.

SALLY
Great. Thanks.

The FRONT DESK LADY leaves. Sally picks up a brochure, "The

Dangers of Drug Addiction", and reads it. She walks down the
hallway towards the therapy session.

QUINTON, a hip, 20-something guy with tattoos, stops her in

the hallway.

QUINTON
Hey, I'm Quinton. You
new?
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SALLY
Sally. And yeah. I'm just headed to
the therapy session right now,
so...

QUINTON
Oh, really? Those suck. (He gives her
a look up and down) What's a babe like
you doing in a shit-hole like this?

SALLY
To meet new friends.

QUINTON
I think I'm gonna go have a joint
before dinner. Wanna come outside?

SALLY
Sure. I’d rather blow off the shrink
session anyway.

Sally follows Quinton. She shoves the teddy bear up in the

corner of the book case in the hallway and crumples up the
drug addiction brochure and throws it in the garbage can as
she passes by.

Quinton leads Sally up the stairs by placing his hand on

the small of her back.

EXT. ROOFTOP- NIGHT

When they reach the rooftop, Quinton fiddles with his

lighter and lights his joint.

SALLY
How did you smuggle weed in here?

Sally swings around a pillar and leans on the far side of

the pillar, away from Quinton.

Quinton comes up behind her. She turns around and they lock
eyes for a moment. He leans his forehead into hers, touching
heads.

QUINTON
I'm full of mystery.

Sally breaks her gaze from him and walks around the pillar.
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SALLY
Shouldn't we go to dinner? I don't
want to get in trouble.

QUINTON
I've been here long enough to know,
you won't.

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out another joint and
his lighter again.

QUINTON
You want in?

SALLY
Nah. I'm really tryna' quit. It's
beautiful up here, though.

Quinton looks at Sally.

QUINTON
It has it's moments.

Sally looks back at Quinton.

QUINTON
I wanna see you again.

SALLY
Yeah? Well I guess I don't have
much of a choice, now do I?

Quinton and Sally sit down at the edge of the rooftop, their
feet dangling over. Quinton takes a puff of his joint.

QUINTON
Nice and smooth. Nothin's coke though.
Hey, I have an idea.

SALLY
Oh yeah?

QUINTON
Most of the nurses went home for
Thanksgiving today. Real skeleton crew.
I know where they keep the extra key
cards.
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SALLY
So?

QUINTON
The drug center'll be empty. All the
prescriptions and confiscated shit
from the patients will be in there.

Quinton rubs his leg on Sally's, keeping eye contact with

her. Sally raises an eyebrow.

QUINTON
I don't know about you, but I could go
for a bump or two. Maybe more.

SALLY
I don't know...

QUINTON
Well, I'm a pretty recognizable face
around here. If you went in, I'm sure
you wouldn't be caught. I'd love to
spend some more time with you.

SALLY
I'm in.

Quinton puts out his joint, flicks it over the railing.

They both get up and leave.

Sally and Quinton walk up to the drug center.

INT. DRUG CENTER- NIGHT

SALLY
Okay, pass me the key card.

Quinton takes out the key card and looks down at it. It says
"Drugs and Rehabilitation Center, Helping you Live a Better,
Sober Life".

QUINTON
Agh, maybe we shouldn't do this.
You're so new and...

SALLY
Aw c'mon. We're already here.
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Sally touches his arm and rubs his thumb across her skin.

QUINTON
Yeah...take it.

Quinton passes Sally the key card.

Sally swipes the key card, and goes in to the Drug Center.
She grabs a handful of joints, a bag of white powder
labelled cocaine, and three bottles of prescription pills.

She glances left and right before leaving and closing the
door. She looks around for Quinton. He's gone.

There is a bathroom light on down the hall. She walks up to

the door and tries to enter but Quinton holds the door.
INT. BATHROOM- NIGHT

SALLY
Quinton?

Quinton peeks out of the door crack.

QUINTON
Oh, it's you. Got spooked. You got
the blow?

SALLY
Why the hell did you leave me? Yeah,
lemme in.

Quinton lets her in. She passes him the handful of joints,
three bottles of Oxycontin, and the bag of cocaine. They
both lean on the bathroom sink.

He immediately opens the bag,and starts preparing a line of

cocaine. He has dirt under his fingernails. Sally looks out
the bathroom window.

SALLY
Nice night, isn't it?

QUINTON
Uh-huh.

He doesn't look up from what he's doing. Sally scoots closer

to him. Quinton does a line.
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QUINTON
Damn, the patients here have good
shit. Here, take a bump.

SALLY
I was thinking we could do something
else...

Sally rubs his leg, and leans in to kiss him.

Quinton doesn't move, and after a few seconds, he pulls

away. Sally looks up, confused.

SALLY
C'mon. I'm into you, you're into me...

QUINTON
Oh god. Not like that.

Sally looks away.

SALLY
Oh, so you just needed your fix.

QUINTON
Well, just cause you stole drugs for
us doesn't mean I have to...I dunno.
Thanks for that though, you did me a
solid. For all that hard work, here,
take a line.

Quinton grabs Sally's hand.

QUINTON
You look so much like my baby cousin, Mary.

SALLY
Really?!

Sally pushes Quinton, and knocks over all of the

prescription bottles on the ground and some of the cocaine.
She grabs what's left of the bag of cocaine.

Quinton lets out a muffled scream. He gets on his knees to

pick up the pills, then struggles to snort up all the
cocaine.
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QUINTON
I'm sick of gettin' high, man.
(coughing)

Sally leaves and walks to the common area, plopping down in

a chair.

SALLY
Agh, fuck it.

She opens the bag of cocaine and snorts a line. Out of the
corner of her eye, she sees her teddy bear that was shoved
into the book case.

SALLY
Roger, Roger, Roger. You're a fucking
mess.