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"Better Left Unsaid"
Story and Screenplay by @brian-rhodes
Original Music by @dan-atstarlite
Working Title by @jrcornel
Scenes 24, 25, 26, 27, 28

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      EXT. GAY BAR PARKING LOT HAMILTON - CONTINUOUS

      Charlie and Curtis enter parking area. Charlie mounts bike.
      Gives Curtis helmet. Starts bike. Curtis is nervous. Charlie
      waits for Curtis to mount. Curtis hesitates, looks at helmet.

                          CHARLIE
                Get the fuck on!

      Curtis fumbles with the helmet. Charlie is amused. He helps.
      Curtis throws his leg over. Sits behind Charlie.

                          CHARLIE (CONT'D)
                Hang on!

      Curtis wraps arms around Charlie. Holds him closely they
      speed off.

      INT. MOTEL ROOM HAMILTON - LATER

      Charlie and Curtis are in motel room, standing beside double
      bed. Dimly lit. music leaks in from adjacent room. Curtis
      undoes Charlie's shirt button by button. Charlie gently
      caresses Curtis face, and hair. Very intimate.

      Charlie removes Curtis's shirt. Explores Curtis' physique.
      Curtis runs fingers through Charlie's chest hair.

      Curtis kisses Charlie intimately. They embrace. Charlie lays
      Curtis on his back on the bed and lays beside him kissing
      him.

      Soon, Curtis is dominant. Puts Charlie onto his back. Charlie
      capitulates. Curtis kisses passionately as he undoes
      Charlie's pants.

                                                                    FADE OUT:

      INT. APARTMENT HAMILTON - LATER

      A simple apartment, dark except for street and storefront
      lights coming through windows. Styrofoam food container, a
      couple of empty beer cans on coffee table, pizza box on
      couch, band flyers and posters taped to walls. Clean but bare
      bones.

      Key in door sound. Door opens. Allie and Boston stumble in
      attached at lips, awkwardly move across floor like strange
      four-legged creature. They make it to couch, fall into it
      onto pizza box. Allie lands on top. Boston pulls pizza box
      out from beneath him, tosses it on floor.

                          BOSTON
                Sorry. Curtis's a slob.

      Eyes lock, the kissing resumes. Allie's aggressive. Boston
      suddenly uneasy, Allie notices, backs off. Boston tries to
      cover his nervousness.

                          BOSTON (CONT'D)
                You OK?

      Allie continues seduction. After few minutes, Boston gets
      self-conscious.

                          BOSTON (CONT'D)
                     (Mumbles)
                Just a sec...

                          ALLIE
                Can't.

      Boston wants to say more. Allie shuts him down with a deep
      kiss, rubs his groin, undoes his belt, unzips his fly, then
      let's go the kiss to go down on him.

                          BOSTON
                     (awkwardly)
                Hold on! Stop. Come back up here.

      Allie hesitates, breaks it off, except for gentle groin rub
      trying to assure him.

                          ALLIE
                I don't bite.

                          BOSTON
                     (Nervously)
                I'm sure, but...

                          ALLIE
                And I'm good at it.

                          BOSTON
                     (Seriously)
                But not right now please.

      Allie pulls back, confused, self-conscious. Boston tries to
      ignore the moment, sits up does up his pants. Boston's
      paralyzed with embarrassment.

      A long quiet pause. Allie breaks silence.

                          ALLIE
                Are you... shy?

      Boston manages a smile.

                          BOSTON
                Yeah... that's it. I think.

      Allie comes onto him again but more gently and slowly.

                          ALLIE
                I do like you. Just relax.

      She kisses him. His nerves get the best of him.

                          BOSTON (CONT'D)
                I'm gonna be sick.

      Boston runs into the bathroom. Allie is left sitting alone in
      the dark. She's listening to Boston throwing up. She waits,
      concerned.

      INT. APARTMENT BATHROOM HAMILTON - CONTINUOUS

      Boston's kneeling in front of toilet.

      The door opens. Allie slowly enters. Boston turns away,
      embarrassed. Allie crouches beside him, places her hand on
      his back, rubs gently. Despite her effort or because of it,
      Boston throws up again. Allie is puzzled, frustrated.

      INT. MOTEL ROOM HAMILTON - LATER

      Charlie on his side. Curtis on his back. Laying next to one
      another, naked, covered only by a white sheet, clothes strewn
      around. Charlie gently touches one of Curtis' ears.

                          CHARLIE
                They're perfect.

      Curtis laughs nervously.

                          CURTIS
                That's bull. They're not even the
                same shape.

                          CHARLIE
                Well, this one's perfect.

      Curtis laughs again.

                          CHARLIE
                You new to this?

                          CURTIS
                Sex in a motel room with a stranger?
                     (Defensively)
                Yeah!
                     (Mystically)
                Must be the way about you.
                     (Self-consciously)
                I didn't embarrass myself, did I? I
                know I can be a bit...

      He reaches for the right word.

                          CURTIS (CONT'D)
                Awkward?

      Charlie smiles.

                          CHARLIE
                Nope. More like charming.

      Curtis responds to the compliment.

                          CURTIS
                See. That's what I mean. Your way.
                Considerate.
                     (Beat)
                Not like the others.

      Curtis moves closer.

                          CURTIS
                You know how I could tell?

      Charlie thinks, shakes his head no.

                          CURTIS (CONT'D)
                Watching you dance. You danced like
                it mattered.
                     (Confidently)
                And... you were dancing for me, to
                impress me.
                     (Flattered)
                I knew it the minute you hit the
                floor.

                          CHARLIE
                     (Grins)
                Is that so?

      Charlie's grin betrays him, begins to look like he might fall
      asleep any second.

                          CURTIS
                So, what now Charlie?

                          CHARLIE
                I'm just gonna sleep Curtis... just
                sleep.
                     (Beat)
                You're welcome to stick around.
                     (With sincerity)
                In fact, it'd be nice if you did.
                You're good company.

      Charlie closes his eyes.

                          CURTIS
                You just passing through?

      Charlie's now half asleep.

                          CHARLIE
                Not sure. I guess it depends.

                          CURTIS
                On what?

                          CHARLIE
                Just something I need to fix...

      Charlie begins to drift off.

                          CHARLIE (CONT'D)
                ...and I don't know if I can.

      Curtis watches Charlie drift away in the gentle light,
      catches a glimpse of what Charlie might have looked like as a
      young man his own age. Curtis is taken by the image. He's
      growing fond of him.

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