INT. JESSE'S ROOM - BEFORE DAWN
(JESSE, MARY, GREG)
GREG OPENS THE DOOR TO JESSE'S ROOM. HE IS DRESSED IN HUNTING CLOTHES AND IS CARRYING A SHOTGUN.
Come on, boy, wake up.
JESSE OPENS HIS EYES BLEARILY. HE LOOKS AT HIS ALARM CLOCK, WHICH SAYS 4:00 AM. HE ROLLS OVER AND CLOSES HIS EYES.
It's 4 am, Dad.
I know. This is the perfect time of day to go hunting.
You don't hunt.
I'm going to hunt down my lawnmower.
And shoot it?
If necessary. No lawnmower is going to get the best of Gregory J. Fulton. And you're carrying my tacklebox.
That's fishing, Dad.
No, boy, hunting. "Hunting."
Have fun, dad, I'm going back to sleep.
Did I mention that if I don't have my riding mower back by the time the barbecue starts today, the young man who lost it will be paying for it?
JESSE LEAPS NIMBLY OUT OF BED.
Just give me a few minutes to put on my hunting gear, dad.
Don't forget your BB gun.
GREG EXCITEDLY FLASHES HIS SON THE "THUMBS UP" SIGNAL. JESSE SARCASTICALLY RETURNS IT. GREG LEAVES THE ROOM, SLAMMING THE DOOR. SIGHING, JESSE BEGINS TO GET READY. HE PULLS HIS BB GUN OUT OF HIS CLOSET. THEN HE LOOKS OUT HIS WINDOW AND NOTICES MARY, WEARING A TOWEL, WALKING INTO THE BATHROOM NEXT DOOR. JESSE'S EYES BULGE WIDE. HE LOOKS AROUND AND THERE IS NO ONE THERE. HE RIFLES THROUGH ONE OF HIS DRAWERS, WHICH IS FULL OF POCKET KNIVES, MODELLING CEMENT, AND SOME OTHER JUNK UNTIL HE FINDS A PAIR OF BINOCULARS. COYLY HE PEEPS OVER AT HIS NEIGHBOR. MARY STEPS INTO THE SHOWER AND THEN THROWS HER TOWEL OVER THE BAR.
Better not get my hair wet.
JESSE WATCHES IN AMAZEMENT AS MARY TAKES HER HEAD OFF HER BODY AND PUTS IT ON THE SINK. SUDDENLY HE SCREAMS. MARY'S HEAD LOOKS OVER AND SEES HIM PEEPING, AND SHE SCREAMS, TOO. TERRIFIED, JESSE DROPS THE BLINDS.
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