INT. KITCHEN – DAY
JAMES: You guys hungry? You guys want something? I know we still have leftovers from the Cardenas’. Some of that…what’s that? That pozale? Pazilli?
JAMES is searching through the fridge.
JAMES: Dang it guys, where’s the pozole?
KEVIN walks nonchalantly through the kitchen pulling out his shirttails and loosening his tie.
KEVIN: Oh, I ate that.
BETH is sitting at the kitchen counter, absentmindedly flipping through a magazine.
JAMES: That’s all right. That’s okay. We’ve still got plenty of….
(he searches the fridge, hands hovering over one item then the next. He grabs for a half-carton of orange juice.)
This stuff!
(he waves it in his hand, smiling)
and cereal… Here’s the cereal. Lets just do the whole breakfast for dinner thing.
(he turns to the cupboards and grabs several boxes of cereal in his arms and then walks over and dumps it all onto the table)
KEVIN re-enters the frame and looks at all the stuff on the table.
JAMES: (to Kevin) I guess we need bowls.
KEVIN: Got it.
He goes to get bowls.
JAMES: …and milk.
KEVIN: Nope…none.
JAMES: Yeah, I know. sorry guys. I guess we’ll get groceries tomorrow.
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INT. DINING ROOM – DAY
It’s several minutes later. The table is now set with mismatched bowls, spoons, glasses of orange juice. 6 or 7 types of cereal boxes. JAMES is munching on dry Grapenuts and is staring attentively at another box with Dora the Explorer cartoons on it. He pulls out Spanish flashcards.
BETH sips at her juice.
KEVIN has no cereal yet. He seems to be trying to make a decision.
KEVIN: Do you think lucky charms would taste good mixed with grapenuts?
JAMES: (in a mostly distracted tone. He is looking at his flashcards)
Worth a try.
(quieter) I didn’t know there was so little pazole left…
KEVIN: I don’t know..
JAMES: (in the background w/out interrupting Kevin) carro. Carro.
KEVIN: Hey Beth. What do you think?
(beat)
She’s doing it again.
JAMES: What?… Carro. (he tries to roll the R)
KEVIN: That thing.
JAMES: (he looks up) Beth!
BETH: (snapping out of it) Yeah..
JAMES: Hey sweetie. Are you here with us?
BETH: Yeah. Sorry. Just thinking.
JAMES: Okay.
After a prolonged and concerned glance, they continue eating. James continues with his flash cards.
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INT. LIVING ROOM – NIGHT
BETH is sitting alone on the couch hugging her legs to her chest.
KEVIN: You’re still up.
BETH: (a little startled, although her movements are slow and lethargic. She glances behind her where Kevin is passing by) Yeah. Just thinking about things I guess. I don’t know why.
KEVIN: I do.
BETH: You do?
KEVIN: Sure.
BETH looks quizzical.
KEVIN: Beth…
(he inserts a long, semi-dramatic pause)
BETH: What?
KEVIN enters the living room, and sits down on the armchair by the couch.
He leans forward, obviously drawing out his response.
BETH: What? (more annoyed)
KEVIN: (pause) GO to him. (said in his most dramatic tones)
He tries unsuccessfully to hold back a smile.
BETH grabs a pillow and starts hitting him. She looks annoyed but also smiles.
KEVIN: Hey. Hey. heyy! (fighting against the attack) I mean it though. I think he made you happy.
BETH relents her assault.
BETH: (thoughtfully) I think you’re right.
KEVIN: Then GO to him.
BETH smacks him one more time with the pillow.
BETH: You make that sound easy.
KEVIN: Easy enough.
BETH: Ha!
Yes.