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A {{trope}} is a storytelling device or convention, a shortcut Wiseau Films logo

Opening credits play against generic footage of Johnny stalking about San Francisco

Exterior shot of Johnnyís car pulling up outside his house

Johnny enters the living room

Johnny: Hi babe! I have something
for describing situations you.

Lisa: What is it?

Johnny: Just a little something.

He playfully hides
the storyteller can reasonably assume package, then presents it to Lisa. She opens it to find a red dress.

Lisa: Johnny, itís beautiful. Thank you. Can I try it on now?

Johnny: Sure, itís yours.

Lisa: Wait right here. (she grabs Johnnyís tie and kisses him) Iíll try it on right now.

Johnny sits down. Cut to Lisa reemerging from
the audience stairs in the red dress.

Johnny: Wow, you look so sexy, Lisa.

Lisa: Isnít it fabulous?

Johnny: I would do anything for my girl.

Enter Denny

Denny: Oh hey, guys.

Johnny: Oh hi, Denny.

Denny: Wow! Look at you!

Lisa: Itís from Johnny.

Johnny: Anything for my princess! Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Denny: How much was it?

Lisa: Denny, donít ask a question like that!

Johnny: Nice to see you, Denny. Iím going to take a nap.

Denny: Can I go upstairs too?

Johnny: Ha-ha!

Lisa: Denny, I think Iím gonna join him.

Johnny: A-ha-ha.

They exit upstairs, speaking barely audibly

Lisa: Iíve got some candles upstairs.

Johnny: You always think. A-ha-ha. Alright, Iím ready.

Lisa: This is so pretty, I canít wait for you to get it off of me.

Johnny: Oh, yeahhh.

Denny takes a bite of an apple, then follows them upstairs.

In the bedroom, Johnny and Lisa start a pillow fight.

Johnny: A-ha-ha! (incomprehensible gibberish) Ha-ha-ha! Ouch!

Denny joins in and gets clobbered as everyone laughs.

Denny: No, stop!

Johnny: Denny, do you have something else to do?

Denny: I just like to watch you guys.

Lisa: Oh, Denny, Denny, Denny boy!

Johnny: Denny, twoís great, but threeís a crowd, ha-ha.

Denny: I get it. You guys want to be alone.

Johnny: Thatís the idea!

Denny: Fine. I have homework to do anyway. Bye, lovebirds!

Johnny: Bye, Denny.

Lisa: Bye, Denny.

Denny exits, and a three-minute love scene commences, scored to terrible R&B. Thereís a lot of water and rose petals and naked boobs. Johnny fucks Lisaís belly button. Afterwards they lie awkwardly in bed together, and Lisa seems bored with Johnny as he sleeps.

The alarm clock goes off at :28. Johnny gets up, smells a rose, and bares his ass to the camera. He emerges from the bathroom dressed for work and greets Lisa.

Johnny: Did you like last night?

Lisa: Yes I did.

Johnny: Ha-ha-ha.

Lisa: Can I get you anything?

Johnny: Unh-unh. I have to go now.

Lisa: Okay, bye.

Johnny: Bye.

Johnny exits. Cut to an exterior daytime shot of the house, then to the living room. Lisa answers the door, and Claudette enters.

Lisa: Hi mom, how are you?

Claudette: Iím fine, how are you? Hmmm? Okay, letís go to the couch, and we
will recognize. Tropes are the means by which sit down. Now, whatís happening with you? Hmmm?

Lisa: Nothing much. Do you want some coffee?

Claudette: Whatís wrong? Tell me.

Lisa: Iím not feeling good today.

Claudette: Well, why not?

Lisa: I donít love him anymore.

Claudette: Why donít you love him anymore? Tell me.

Lisa: Heís so boring.

Claudette: Youíve known him for over five years. Youíre engaged. You said you loved him. He supports you, he provides for you, and darling, you canít support yourself. Heís
a story wonderful man, and he loves you very much. And his position is very secure. And he told by anyone who has a story me he plans to tell. We collect them, buy you a house.

Lisa: Thatís why heís so boring!

Claudette: Well, what are you going to do?

Lisa: I donít know. I donít mind living with him.

Claudette: Well, you canít do that. Have you talked to him about it?

Lisa: No. I donít know what to do.

Claudette: Well, heís a wonderful person. And heís getting a promotion very soon. Now he bought you a car, he bought you a ring, clothes, whatever you wanted, and now you want to dump him. Thatís not right. Iíve always thought of him as my son-in-law. You should marry Johnny, he would be good
for you.

Lisa: I guess youíre right about that.

Claudette: Well, of course Iím right. I know men! I wasnít born yesterday. Iím glad youíre listening to your mother. Nobody else listens to me.

Lisa: Youíre probably right about that, mom.

Claudette: Well, Iím glad youíre listening to your mother. Listen, Iíve gotta go. But you remember what I told you, okay? M-hm. Bye bye now.

Claudette exits

Lisa: (sarcastically) Thanks, mom.

The same room, later in
the fun involved.

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day. Lisa picks up the phone and Mark answers on the other end.

Mark: Hello?

Lisa: Hey baby, how
are you doing?

Mark: Oh hey, how you doing? Yeah, Iím very busy, whatís going on?

Lisa: I just finished talking to my mom. She gave me this big lecture about Johnny.

Mark: Look, weíll talk about it later. I told you, Iím very busy.

Lisa: Weíll talk about it now! Whenever you say weíll talk about it later, we never do. I canít wait till later. I want to talk right now. You owe me one anyway.

Mark: Okay. Alright, what do you want to talk about?

Lisa: Sheís a stupid bitch. She wants to control my life. Iím not going to put up with that. Iím going to do what I want to do, and thatís it. What do you think I should do?

Mark: I mean, why do you ask me? You know, youíve been very happy with Johnny. What do you want me to say? I mean, you should enjoy your life. Whatís the problem?

Lisa: Maybe, youíre right. Can I see you tomorrow?

Mark: Okay. Alright, how about noon?

Lisa: Iíll be waiting for you. Bye.

Mark: Alright, see you.

Cut to gratuitous footage of a cable car in downtown San Francisco.

Back in the room, Lisa answers the door. Mark enters.

Mark: Hi. How you doing?

Lisa: Iím fine, come in. Have a seat. (they are silent while she pours wine and offers it)

Mark: Thank you.

Lisa: Itís hot in here. (she unbuttons the top of her blouse) Do you mind?

Mark: No.

Lisa approaches Mark in her strapless black dress.

Mark: I mean the candles, the music, the sexy dress, I mean, whatís going on here?

Lisa: I like you very much, loverboy.

Mark: What are you doing this for?

Lisa: Whatís the matter? Donít you like me? Iím your girl?

Mark: Johnnyís my best friend. Youíre going to be married next month. Come on.

Lisa: Forget about Johnny. This is between you and me.

Mark: I donít think so. Iím leaving now.

Lisa: Please donít leave. Please donít leave. I need you. I love you. I donít want to get married anymore. I donít love Johnny. I dream about you. I need you to make love to me.

Mark: I donít think so. Everythingís going to be fine, I promise.

They proceed to kiss, then have fully clothed three-minute sex on the spiral stairs to the tune of terrible R&B (ďyou are my roseĒ).

Mark: Why did you do this to me? Why? Johnnyís my best friend.

Lisa: Didnít you enjoy it?

Mark: Thatís
not the same thing as cliches. point.

Lisa: I love you, Mark.

Mark: Look, youíre very attractive, alright? Youíre beautiful. But we canít do this anymore. I canít hurt Johnny.

Lisa: I know. Heís your best friend.

Mark: Hey. This will be our secret.

They may kiss.

Cut to exterior shot of a hilly San Francisco street. Johnnyís car pulls up to a flower shop.

Johnny enters the flower shop.

Johnny: Hi.

Florist: Can I help you?

Johnny: (removing sunglasses) Yeah, can I have a dozen red roses, please?

Florist: Oh hi, Johnny, I didnít know it was you. Here you go.

Johnny: Thatís me! How much is it?

Florist: Itíll
be brand new but seem trite eighteen dollars.

Johnny: Here you go, keep the change. Hi doggy!

Florist: Youíre my favorite customer.

Johnny: Thanks a lot, bye!

Florist: Bye bye!

Johnny exits with the roses
and hackneyed; gets in his car.

Cut to Lisa in the room, talking on the phone.

Lisa: Yeah, delivery. 555-4828. Half Canadian bacon with pineapple, half artichoke with pesto and light on the cheese. Thanks.

She hangs up, and the doorbell rings.

Lisa: Who is it?

Denny: Denny!

Lisa: Hey Denny, how are you doing?

Denny: Iím fine. Whatís new?

Lisa: Actually Iím really busy. Do you want something to drink?

Denny: No thanks. I just want to talk to Johnny. You look beautiful today. Can I kiss you?

Lisa: You are such a little brat!

Denny: Iím just kidding! I love you and Johnny.

Lisa: Okay, okay. Johnnyís going to be here any minute. You can wait if you want.

Denny: I gotta go. Youíll tell him I stopped by.

Lisa: Of course.

Denny: Bye.

Lisa: Bye, Denny.

Cut to exterior shot of the house. Johnnyís car pulls up.

Johnny enters the room.

Johnny: Hi babe. These are for you. (he presents a bouquet of roses)

Lisa: Thanks honey, theyíre beautiful. Did you get your promotion?

Johnny: Nah.

Lisa: You didnít get it, did you?

Johnny: That son of a bitch told me that I would get it within three months. I save them bundles. Theyíre crazy. I donít think I will ever get it. They betray me,
they may be thousands of years old but seem fresh didnít keep their promise, they tricked me, and new. I donít care anymore.

Lisa: Did you tell them how much you save them?

Johnny: Of course, what do you think?
They are not bad, already put my ideas into practice. The bank saves money, and they are not good; {{tropes are tools}} that using me, and I am the creator of a work of art uses fool.

Lisa: I still love you.

Johnny: Youíre the only one who does.

Lisa: At least you have friends. I didnít get any calls today. Youíre right. The computer business is too competitive. Do you want me
to express their ideas order a pizza?

Johnny: Whatever, I donít care.

Lisa: I already ordered a pizza.

Johnny: You think about everything, ha-ha.

Lisa: Whatís the matter? Are you alright? Itís just a lousy promotion. You know what you need? You need a drink.

Johnny: I donít drink, you know that!

Cut to Lisa emerging from the kitchen with, it seems, scotch and vodka.

Johnny: Ha-ha-ha-ha.

She mixes them to form scotchka.

Lisa: Donít worry about it. Itís good for you.

Johnny: You must be crazy. I cannot drink this.

Lisa: If you love me, youíll drink this.

She raises his glass to his mouth and he drinks.

Johnny: Youíre right, it tastes good. A-ha.

Lisa: I know. I am right. Donít worry about those fuckers. Youíre a good man. Drink and letís have some fun.

They drink. Cut to later, when they have had quite a bit to drink and Lisa is now wearing Johnnyís tie as a headband.

Johnny: Ha-ha-ha. A-ha-ha-ha. Mmm.

Lisa laughs hysterically. Johnny drops and shatters a glass.

Johnny: You have nice legs, Lisa. Ha-ha.

Lisa: (laughing) You have nice pecs.

Johnny: A-ha-ha. Iím tired, Iím wasted, I love you darling!

Lisa: Come on, make love to me.

Johnny: UnhhhÖ

Lisa: Come on, you owe me one.

Johnny: I love you, Lisa.

Lisa: I love you, Johnny. (she rips open his shirt)

They make out on the couch, and then we cut
to the audience. It's pretty bedroom for a lovemaking sequence that seems to be recut from their previous lovemaking sequence, but with a different terrible R&B song. Mercifully, it only lasts for about a minute.

Cut to the famous ďpainted ladiesĒ of San Francisco.

Cut to the room.

Lisa: So Iím organizing the party for Johnnyís birthday. Can you come?

Claudette: When is it?

Lisa: Next Friday at six. Itís a surprise.

Claudette: Oh.

Lisa: You can bring someone if you want.

Claudette: Well, sure, I can come. But I donít know if Iíll bring anybody. Oh! That jerk Harold. He wants me to give him a share of my house. That house belongs to me. He has no right. Iím not giving him a penny. Who does he think he is?

Lisa: Heís your brother!

Claudette: Heís always bugging me about my house. Fifteen years ago, we agreed, that house belongs to me. Now the value of the house is going up and heís seeing dollar signs. Everything goes wrong at once. Nobody wants to help me, and Iím dying.

Lisa: Youíre not dying, mom.

Claudette: I got the results of the test back. I definitely have breast cancer.

Lisa: Look, donít worry about it. Everything will be fine. Theyíre curing lots of people every day.

Claudette: Iím sure Iíll be alright. Oh! I heard Edward is talking about me. He is a hateful man. Oh, Iím so glad I divorced him.

Lisa: Donít worry about it. You just concentrate on getting well.

Claudette: Well at least you have a good man.

Lisa: Youíre wrong! Mom, heís not what you think he is. He didnít get his promotion. And he got drunk last night. And he hit me.

Claudette: Johnny doesnít drink! What are you talking about?

Lisa: He did last night. And I donít love him anymore.

Claudette: Johnny is your financial security. You canít afford to ignore this.

Lisa: Yeah, okay mom. Can I just talk to you later?

Claudette: You donít want to talk to me.

Lisa: I just got done talking with a client, and I have to get ready to meet him. Can I just talk to you later?

Claudette: Okay. I will see you later. Bye bye.

Claudette exits. Cut to an exterior shot of the house.

Cut to the room. Michelle and Mike enter, nervously.

Michelle: How
much impossible time do we have?

Mike: I dunno, uh, a couple hours? At least.

Michelle: Well, letís have some fun.

They sit on the couch and Mike opens a box of chocolates.

Mike: Did you, uh, know, that chocolate is the symbol of love?

Michelle: (laughing) Feed me.

Mike puts a chocolate in Michelleís mouth and then makes out with her. He puts a chocolate on her chest and eats it off of her.

Michelle: Yum!

Mike: Itís delicious!

Michelle: Arms up! (she takes off Mikeís shirt) Chocolate is a symbol of love.

Michelle places a chocolate in Mikeís mouth and then makes out with him. She starts
to create go down on him, although he begins reacting with comically exaggerated orgasm faces before sheís in position to do anything.

Cut to an exterior shot of the painted ladies.

Cut to the room, where Mike and Michelle are startled by Lisa and Claudette entering.

Claudette: Hello? What are these characters doing here?

Lisa: They like to come here to do theirÖ homework.

Claudette: What homework?

Lisa: Mom, this is Michelleís boyfriend Mike. Mike, this is my mother.

Mike: Itís
a [[JustForFun/TheTropelessTale story pleasure to meet you.

Claudette: Mm.

Michelle: Uh-huh.

Mike and Michelle exit.

Claudette: Unh. Oh, all that shopping wore me out.

Denny enters.

Denny: Hi Lisa.

Lisa: Hey Denny. Denny, this is my mom. Mom, this is Denny.

Claudette: How many people come in and out of this apartment every day? This is worse than Grand Central Station!

Denny: I just need to borrow some sugar.

Lisa: Help yourself, Denny.

Denny: I also need a cup of flour and half a stick of butter.

Claudette: Doesnít your home have a kitchen?

Denny: Iíll come back later.

Denny exits.

Claudette: Tell me, what does Denny do?

Lisa: Johnny wanted to adopt Denny. Itís really a tragedy how many kids out there donít have parents. When Denny turned eighteen, Johnny found him a little apartment here in this building and heís paying for it until he graduates from school. Johnny really loves Denny even though he doesnít say it much. Heís like a father figure to him. I told you, mom, Johnny is very caring about the people in his life. And he gave Denny his own set of keys to our place.

Claudette: Please, donít hurt Johnny. Now if you really donít love him, so be it, but you should tell him.

Mike enters.

Mike: I forgot my, uh, book.

He grabs a book but somehow this leads to Claudette holding his underwear.

Claudette: Whatís this?

Everyone laughs.

Mike: Thatís nothing!

Mike takes the underwear and exits as everyone continues to laugh.

Claudette: Homework!

Lisa: (laughing) Donít worry about it.

Claudette: If I were a burglar, you would be my best friend.

Lisa: Look, I donít want to talk about it.

Claudette: You know I worry about you. I have to go home.

Lisa: Okay, mom.

Claudette: Bye bye.

Claudette exits.

Lisa: (sighing) Oh my god.

Cut to exterior shot of the San Francisco skyline.

Cut to the roof, where Denny is dribbling a basketball. This scene is in HD for some reason. Chris-R enters.

Chris-R: Hey, Denny.

Denny: Chris-R. Iíve been looking for you.

Chris-R: Yeah, sure you have. You have my money, right?

Denny: Yeah. Itís coming. Itíll be here in a few minutes.

Chris-R: What do you mean itís coming, Denny? Whereís my money?

Denny: Okay. Just give me five minutes. Just give me five!

Chris-R: Five minutes? You want five fucking minutes, Denny? You know what? I havenít got five fucking minutes! (he pulls a gun on Denny) Iím going to ask you again, Denny. Whereís my money?

Denny: I donít have anything.

Chris-R: Whereís my money, Denny? Whereís my fucking money, Denny? Whatíd you do with my fucking money?

Denny: I swear to god, itís coming!

Chris-R: Whereís my fucking money, Denny?

Denny: Put the gun down.

Mark and Johnny enter.

Chris-R: My fucking money! Whereís my fucking money, Denny?

Johnny and Mark grab Chris-R and disarm him. Lisa and Claudette enter, or rather, they are suddenly in the scene
without tropes]].

explanation.

Lisa: Whatís going on?!

Johnny and Mark haul Chris-R away amid indecipherable commotion.

Johnny: Letís take him to the police.

Lisa: Denny, are you okay? What did that man want from you?

Denny: Nothing.

Claudette: Oh, that was not nothing!

Lisa: Tell me everything!

Claudette: You have no idea what kind of trouble youíre in here, do you?

Denny: I owe him some money.

Lisa: What kind of money?

Denny: I owe him some money.

Lisa: What kind of money?

Denny: Everything is okay, heís gone!

Claudette: Everything is not okay. Denny, that is a dangerous man!

Denny: Calm down, heís going to jail!

Lisa: Denny, what kind of money, just tell me!

Claudette: What do you need money for?

Lisa: Mom, please, Dennyís with me and Johnny!

Claudette: A man like that, with a gun! My god!

Lisa: Denny, look at me in the eyes and tell me the truth. Weíre your friends.

Denny: I bought some drugs off of him. Things got mixed up. I didnít mean for this to happen.

Lisa: (sobbing) DennyÖ

Denny: But I donít have them anymore.

Lisa: What kind of drugs, Denny?

Denny: It doesnít matter, I donít have them anymore.

Claudette: It doesnít matter? How in the hell did you get involved with drugs? What are you, giving them to him, selling them to him? Where the hell did you meet that man?

Lisa: What kind of drugs do you take?!

Denny: Itís nothing like that!

Lisa: What the hell is wrong with you?!

Denny: I just needed some money to pay off some stuff.

Lisa: How much do you have to give him?

Claudette: This is not the way you make money!

Lisa: How much?!

Denny: Stop ganging up on me!

Claudette: Well it is time somebody ganged up on you, for godís sake! A man like that! Where in the hell did you meet a man like that?

Denny: It doesnít matter!

Claudette: It matters a great deal! A man holds a gun on you, you almost got killed, you expect me to forget that happened?

Denny: Youíre not my fucking mother!

Claudette: You listen to me, boy!

Lisa: No!

Claudette: Somebody had better do something around here.

Lisa hugs and comforts Denny. Johnny enters.

Johnny: Are you okay, Denny?

Denny: Iím okay.

Johnny: Are you okay?

Denny: Iím okay!

Mark has materialized behind Claudette and Lisa.

Claudette: Whatís okay? Heís taking drugs.

Mark: Come on, stop, it was a mistake.

Claudette: A mistake, that he takes drugs.

Johnny: Letís go home.

Mark: Come on, itís clear.

Claudette: Whatís clear? I am going to call the police.

Lisa: Mom, stop, it was Dennyís mistake, just stop!

Mark: Letís go.

Mark and Claudette exit.

Johnny: Why did you do this? You know better, right? Why?!

Denny: Iím sorry.

Johnny: You know better, Denny, you almost got killed.

Denny: Iím sorry. It wonít happen again, I promise.

Lisa: Denny, you know that Johnnyís like your father. And weíre your friends. Weíre going to help you.

Johnny: Letís go home.

Everyone exits.

Cut to Mark on the phone with Lisa.

Lisa: I miss you.

Mark: I just saw you! What are you talking about?

Lisa: Iím just wanting to hear your sexy voice. I keep thinking about your strong hands around my body. It excites me so much. I love you.

Mark: Is Johnny there?

Lisa: Heís in the shower.

Mark: I donít understand you. Why do you do things like this?

Lisa: Because I love you. You just donít care, do you?

Mark: I do care. But we agreed, itís over between us.

Lisa: I understand, itís our secret. But I still have feelings for you. You just donít care.

Mark: I do care!

Lisa: I have to go now. Iíll see you later, darling.

Mark: Donít call me that.

Lisa: Okay, bye.

They hang up.

Cut to the roof. Johnny enters, mid-sentence.

Johnny: I did not hit her! Itís not true! Itís bullshit! I did not hit her! I did not! (he throws a water bottle to the floor) Oh, hi Mark.

Mark: (holding a football) Oh hey Johnny, whatís up?

Johnny: I have a problem with Lisa. She says that I hit her.

Mark: What? Well did you?

Johnny: No, itís not true! Donít even ask! Whatís new with you?

Mark: Well Iím just sitting up here thinking, you know? I got a question for you.

Johnny: Yeah.

Mark: You think girls like to cheat like guys do?

Johnny: What makes you say that?

Mark: I dunno. I dunno, Iím just, Iím just thinking.

Johnny: I donít have to worry about that because Lisa is loyal to me.

Mark: Yeah man, you never know. People are very strange these days. I used to know a girl, she had a dozen guys. One of them found out about it, beat her up so bad she ended up in a hospital on Guerrero Street.

Johnny: A-ha-ha-ha! What a story, Mark!

Mark: Yeah, you can say that again.

Johnny: Iím so happy I have you as my best friend, and I love Lisa so much.

Mark: Yeah, man. Yeah, you are very lucky.

Johnny: Well maybe you should have a girl, Mark.

Mark: Yeah. Yeah, maybe youíre right. Maybe I have one already. I donít know yet.

Johnny: Well, what happened? Remember Betty? Thatís her name?

Mark: Betty?

Johnny: Yeah.

Mark: Yeah, we donít see each other anymore. You know, she wasnít any good in bed. She was beautiful, but we had too many arguments.

Johnny: Thatís too bad. My Lisa is great when I can get it.

Mark: Oh, man, I just canít figure women out. Sometimes theyíre just too smart, sometimes theyíre just flat-out stupid, other times theyíre just evil.

Johnny: It seems to me like youíre the expert, Mark!

Mark: No. Definitely not an expert, Johnny.

Johnny: Whatís bothering you, Mark?

Mark: Nothing, man.

Johnny: Do you, do you have some secrets? Why donít you tell me?

Mark: Forget it! Forget it, dude!

Johnny: Is there some secret, tell me.

Mark: No, forget it, Iíll talk to you later!

Mark hands off the football to Johnny and exits.

Johnny: Well, whatever.

Denny enters, passing Mark.

Denny: Hey Johnny.

Johnny: Oh hi, Denny.

Denny: Whatís wrong with Mark?

Johnny: Heís cranky today. A-ha-ha-ha. Girl trouble, I guess. Whatís new with you?

Denny: Not much. Still going to the movie tonight?

Johnny: Sure, we are.

Denny: What kind of movie are we going to see?

Johnny: Well weíll seeÖ Denny, donít plan too much. It may not come out right.

Denny: Alright. Letís toss the ball around.

Johnny: Okay.

They proceed to play short-distance catch with the football while talking.

Denny: Gotta tell you about something.

Johnny: Shoot, Denny.

Denny: Itís about Lisa.

Johnny: Go on.

Denny: Sheís beautiful. She looks great in a red dress. I think Iím in love with her.

Johnny: Go on.

Denny: I know she doesnít like me because sometimes sheís mean to me, but sometimes when Iím around her, I feel like I want to kiss her and tell her I love her. I donít know. Iím just confused.

Johnny: Denny, donít worry about that. Lisa loves you too. As a person, as a human being, as a friend. You know people donít have to say it. They can feel it.

Denny: What do you mean?

Johnny: You can love someone deep inside your heart, and there is nothing wrong with it. If a lot of people loved each other, the world would be a better place to live.

Denny: Lisaís your future wife!

Johnny: Denny, donít worry about it. You are part of our family, and we love you very much. And we will help you anytime. And Lisa loves you too. As a friend. You are sort of like her son.

Denny: You mean youíre not upset with me?

Johnny: No, because I trust you and I trust Lisa. What about Elizabeth, hunh?

Denny: WellÖ I love her.

Johnny: M-hm.

Denny: When I graduate from college, get a good job, I want to marry her and have kids with her.

Johnny: Thatís the idea.

Denny: Youíre right. Thanks for paying my tuition.

Johnny: Youíre very welcome, Denny, and keep in mind, if you have any problems, talk to me, and I will help you.

Denny: Awesome. Thanks, Johnny.

Johnny: Letís go eat, hunh? Come on, letís go. Letís go. Iím starving.

They exit.

Cut to an exterior panning shot of the Golden Gate Bridge.

Cut to the room, where Michelle and Lisa are talking. Lisaís neck is bulging throughout this scene, which means very few people have ever heard the dialogue.

Michelle: So howís Johnny?

Lisa: He didnít get his promotion.

Michelle: Is he disappointed?

Lisa: Quite a bit. He got drunk last night. And he hit me.

Michelle: He hit you?!

Lisa: He didnít know what he was doing.

Michelle: Are you okay?

Lisa: Well, I donít want to marry him anymore.

Michelle: What?!

Lisa: Johnnyís okay. But I found somebody else.

Michelle: Lisa! This isnít right. Youíre living with one guy and youíre sleeping with another guy?

Lisa: Iím doing what I want to do.

Michelle: Well who is he?

Lisa: His best friend. And he lives in this building.

Michelle: I canít believe youíre telling me this. Itís Mark, isnít it? Lisa, you know, youíre just thinking about yourself. Somebodyís going to get hurt. Youíve got to be honest with Johnny.

Lisa: I canít do that. He would be devastated.

Michelle: Well, if you care so much for him, why cheat on him?

Lisa: Look, I really donít know what to do. I love Mark. I donít have any more feelings for Johnny.

Michelle: Johnnyís so excited about this wedding.

Lisa: I know.

Michelle: Youíve got to tell Johnny.

Lisa: No guilt-trips.

Michelle: You donít feel guilty about this at all.

Lisa: No. Iím happy.

Michelle: Something awful is going to happen.

Lisa: Please donít tell anybody.

Cut to exterior shot of the house. Johnny is approaching. He picks up the paper.

Cut to the room.

Michelle: Donít worry. You can trust me. Your secret is safe with me.

Johnny enters.

Johnny: Hello Michelle. I heard you. What secret?

Lisa: Itís between us women.

Michelle: Hi Johnny.

Johnny: Did you get a new dress?

Michelle: UmÖ well, I guess I better be going. Iíll just talk to you guys later?

Lisa: Excuse me.

Michelle: Lisa, remember what I told you.

Michelle exits.

Johnny: Whatís she talking about?

Lisa: Itís girl talk. I just told you that.

Johnny: I never hit you. You shouldnít have any secrets from me. Iím your future husband.

Lisa: You sure about that? Maybe Iíll change my mind.

Johnny: Donít talk like that. What do you mean?

Lisa: What do you think? Women change their minds all the time.

Johnny: A-ha-ha-ha. You must be kidding, arenít you?

Lisa: Look, I donít want to talk about it. Iím going to go upstairs, and wash up, and go to bed.

Johnny: (shoving Lisa down onto the couch) How dare you talk to me like that! You should tell me everything!

Lisa: I canít talk right now.

Johnny: Why Lisa, why Lisa, please talk to me, please! Youíre part of my life, you are everything, I could not go on without you, Lisa.

Lisa: Youíre scaring me.

Johnny: Youíre lying, I never hit you. You are tearing me apart, Lisa!

Lisa: Why are you so hysterical?!

Johnny: Do you understand life? Do you?

Lisa gets up and heads upstairs.

Lisa: Donít worry about it. Everything will be alright.

Johnny: You drive me crazy.

Lisa: Goodnight, Johnny.

Johnny: Donít worry about it. I still love you. Goodnight, Lisa.

Cut to a long tracking shot of the Golden Gate Bridge.

Cut to an alleyway, where Mike approaches Johnny.

Mike: Hey, whatís going on, man?

Johnny: Oh hi, Mike, whatís new?

Mike: Um, actually, Johnny, I got, I got a little bit of a tragedy on my hands, yeah. Me and Michelle, we were, we were making out, uh, at your placeÖ

Johnny: A-ha-ha.

Mike: Öand, uh, Lisa and Claudette sort of, uh, walked in on us in the middle of it. Thatís not the end of the story.

Johnny: Go on, Iím listening.

Mike: Okay. Weíre going at it, and um, I get out of there as fast as possible, you know, I get my pants, I get my shirt, and I get out of there. And then about halfway down the stairs, I realize that I have misplaced, Iíve forgotten something. Um, my underwear.

They both chuckle.

Mike: So I come back to get it, I pretend that I need a book, you know, Iím like looking for my book, and then I reach and put the underwear in my pocket, sort of slide out real quick. Well Claudette, she saw it sticking out of my pocket, so she pulls it out, and sheís, uh, showing everybody me underwears.

Johnny: You must be kidding. Underwear, I got the picture.

Mike: Yeah, I dunno whatÖ

Johnny: Thatís life.

Mike: Nah.

Johnny: Yeah.

Denny enters, with a football.

Denny: Hey Johnny! Hey Mike!

Johnny: Oh hey, Denny.

Denny: Do you want to play some football?

Mike: I gotta go see Michelle in a little bit to make out with her.

Denny: Oh, pshhh, come on!

Johnny: Come on, itís good for you, come on.

Mike: Alright, whatever, whatever.

Johnny: Letís go for it.

Mike: Iím going out.

They proceed to toss the football around in close quarters, like you do.

Mike: Yeah, sorry you had to see that.

Denny: Iím not sorry! (gibberish) Studying, right? (more gibberish) I donít study like that.

Johnny: He doesnít.

Mark enters.

Mark: Hey, Denny, whatís up?

Denny: Hey, whatís up, Mark?

Johnny: Hi Mark.

Denny: Catch it, come on, man.

Mike: Not much.

Denny: Heís just telling us about an underwear issue he had.

Mike: No, donítÖ

Mark: Underwear? Whatís that?

Mike: Itís embarrassing, man, I donít want to get into it.

Mark: Underwear? Man, come onÖ

Mark inexplicably shoves Mike into a trashcan.

Mike: Oh, God!

Denny: You okay? Are you okay?

Mike: Yeah, Iím fine!

Denny: Are you sure?

Mike: Yeah, uh-huh.

Denny: Do you need to see a doctor?

Mike: No, no, Iím tough. Iím good, Iím alright, Iím fine.

Johnny: Mark, why donít you take him home? And Mike, listen, if you need anything, call me anytime, alright? Are you alright?

Mike: Yeah.

Denny: See you guys.

Mark and Mike exit

Johnny: Letís go home, Denny.

Denny and Johnny exit with the football.

Cut to the room, which Claudette and Lisa are entering.

Lisa: You look really tired today, mom. Are you feeling okay?

Claudette: I didnít get much sleep last night.

Lisa: Why not?

Claudette: You remember my friend Shirley Hamilton?

Lisa: Uh-huh.

Claudette: She wants to buy a new house, and so I asked Johnny if he could help her with the down payment. All he can tell me is itís an awkward situation. I expected your husband to be a little more generous.

Lisa: Heís not my husband.

Claudette: I know, but Johnny is part of our family.

Lisa: Mom, I donít love Johnny anymore. I donít even like him. I had sex with someone else.

Claudette: You canít be serious.

We see that Johnny is listening from the staircase.

Lisa: You donít understand.

Claudette: Who? Who is it?

Lisa: I donít want to talk about it.

Claudette: You donít want to talk about it. Then why did you bring it up in the first place?

Lisa: I donít know.

Claudette: You donít know. If you think Iím tired today, wait till you see me tomorrow.

Lisa: Are you coming to the party?

Claudette: Sure. I suppose so.

They exit.

Johnny: How can they say this about me? I donít believe it. I show them. I will record everything.

Johnny descends the staircase and tediously installs a primitive tape recorder under the phone, then exits upstairs.

Cut to the room, where Johnny and Peter are talking.

Johnny: I donít understand women. Do you, Peter?

Peter: (laughs) What man does? Whatís the problem?

Johnny: They never say what they mean, and they always play games.

Peter: OkayÖ umÖ what do you mean?

Johnny: I have a serious problem with Lisa. Um, I donít think sheís faithful to me. In fact I know she isnít.

Peter: Lisa? Are you sure?

Johnny: Yeah Iím sure, I overheard a conversation between Lisa and her mother. What should I do, Peter?

Peter: This is Lisa weíre talking about?

Johnny: Yeah.

Peter: I donít know what to say.

Johnny: But youíre a psychologist. Do you have some advice?

Peter: Itís a complicated situation, Johnny. I mean youíre my friend. I donít want to get between you and Lisa. Look. If you want to, you should confront her.

Johnny: I canít confront her! I want to give her a second chance, after all, sheís my future wife. You know what they say: ďlove is blind.Ē

Peter: Youíve got a lot of faith in Lisa. Sometimes, life gets complicated. The unexpected can happen. When it does, you just gotta deal with it.

The doorbell rings.

Peter: Did you hear the door?

Johnny: Yeah. (answers the door) Oh hi, Mark. Come in.

Mark enters.

Mark: Oh, hey, Johnny. Hey Peter!

Johnny: Weíre just talking about women.

Mark: (long pause) Women, man. Women just confuse me. Ahhh. I have a girl. Sheís married, I mean sheís very attractive, itís driving me crazy.

Peter: Why didnít you mention this before? Is it anyone I know?

Mark: Nah man, you donít know her.

Johnny: Can I meet her?

Mark: I donít think so. Itís an awkward situation.

Johnny: You mean sheís too old, or you think I will take her away from you? Hunh?

Peter: (laughs)

Mark: (laughs) No.

Johnny: I have my own problems.

Peter: Tell me about your problems, Johnny.

Johnny: Peter, you always play psychologist with us!

Peter: Look, Iím just your friend, and Iím just worried about you.

Johnny: Lisa is teasing me about whether we are going to get married or not. And we didnít make love in a while. And I donít know what to do.

Peter: You never really know. I mean, look, you should tell her about your feelings, okay? You shouldnít hide them. You two have been together forever. You can work out anything as long as you talk about it.

Johnny: Not always!

Peter: People are people. Sometimes they just canít see their own faults.

Mark: Hey, Iím thinking of moving to a bigger place, man, Iím making some good money.

Peter: Look. You should tell her the truth. I mean youíre doing this for your girl, right?

Johnny: Youíre right, Peter. Ha-ha. Is she getting a divorce, Mark?

Mark: (laughs) You guys are too much. Hey are you running, uh, Bay to Breakers this year?

Johnny: I am, sure.

Peter: Iím not doing it this year.

Johnny: Ha-ha-ha, chicken, Peter, youíre just a little chicken! Cheep, cheep cheep cheep cheep chee-ee-ee-eep eeeeeeeeeeee!

Peter: Who are you calling a chicken? I just donít like all the weirdos, thereís too many weirdos there.

Johnny: (incomprehensible gibberish) I donít mind. Mark, do you remember the one with big tits, the blondie one?

Mark: How about the one with the bridal gown with the sign?

Johnny: Ha-ha yeah, ďcan you marry me?Ē, ha-ha, I thought I would take her up on it, ha-ha.

Mark: I never ate so much.

Johnny: Yeah, the barbecue chicken was delicious, rice, that was cool.

Peter: You guys proved my point. Youíre both weird. You guys want to play cards?

Johnny: No we canít. I expect Lisa any minute.

Mark: Hey come on, man, whoís the king of the house?

Peter: Yeah, youíve got to establish these guidelines before you get married. Speaking of, howíd you ever meet Lisa? You never told us.

Johnny: Well thatís a very interesting story, when I moved to San Francisco with two suitcases and I didnít know anyone and I have, uh, I head to YMCA with a $2000 check which I could not cash.

Mark: Why not?

Johnny: Well because it was an out of state bank. Anyway, uh, I was working as a busboy in a hotel, and uh, uh, she was sitting, drinking her coffee, and she was so beautiful, and I say hi to her. Thatís how we met.

Mark: So, I mean, whatís the interesting part?

Johnny: Well the interesting part is that on our first date, she paid for dinner.

Mark: What? No tips from your job?

Johnny: Whatever. Do you guys want to eat something?

Johnny exits to the kitchen. Lisa enters.

Lisa: Hi guys. Whatís going on?

Mark: Oh, hey Lisa.

Peter: Hi Lisa.

Denny materializes behind Lisa, then proceeds to stare out the window for some reason.

Lisa: Whereís Johnny?

Mark: In the kitchen. I gotta go.

Lisa: I didnít mean to chase you off. You should stick around for a while.

Mark: I gotta work early. See ya.

Mark exits. Peter also exits. Denny crouches to the floor. Lisa also crouches to the floor.

Denny: Did you get your wedding gown yet?

Lisa: No. Iíve got plenty of time.

Denny: Are you sure you have plenty of time? Itís only a month away.

Lisa: Itíll be fine. What are you so worried about? Everythingís okay.

Denny: Johnny doesnít seem very excited. Is there a problem?

Lisa: Thereís no problem. Why do you ask?

Denny: I just want you and Johnny to be happy.

They both stand up.

Lisa: I am happy. Look, Denny, I need to talk to Johnny. Okay? Iíll see you later.

Denny: Okay. Tell him I said hello?

Lisa: Yeah.

Denny exits.

Cut to the roof. Peter enters. Mark is sitting on the roof, clad entirely in denim, smoking what might be a joint.

Peter: Hey, Mark. Whatís up?

Mark: Oh, hey Peter.

Peter: Itís a good place to think up here, isnít it?

Mark: What, man, you want to put me on the clock?

Peter: What the hell is that?

Mark: You want some? Itís good, bro.

Peter: No, I donít smoke that stuff.

Mark sighs and takes a drag.

Peter: You look depressed.

Mark: I got this sick feeling in my stomach, man. I did something awful. I donít think I can forgive myself.

Peter: Tell me about it.

Mark: I just feel like, like running. Iím killing myself. Something crazy like that.

Peter: Why are you smoking that crap? Itís no wonder you canít think straight. Itís gonna screw with your head.

Mark: Itís none of your business, man. You think you know everything. You donít know shit.

Peter: Listen, who do you think you are? Youíre acting like a kid. Just grow up.

Mark: Hey, who are you calling a kid? Fuck you!

Peter: Just chill out, Mark. Iím just trying to help. Youíre having an affair with Lisa, arenít you?

Mark: What?

Peter: Am I wrong?

Mark gets angry and ineffectively tries to push Peter off the roof.

Peter: What are you, nuts? Gahhh!

Peter shoves Mark away.

Mark: Sorry. Sorry man, you okay?

Peter: Yeah, Iím fine. Letís just talk about your problem.

Mark: Youíre sure youíre okay.

Peter: Yeah.

Mark kicks over a chair and a table.

Mark: Goddammit man, fuck. Why do you want to know my secret, man? Well youíre right! Itís Lisa. I donít know what to do, man. Iím so depressed. Itís all her fault, sheís such a manipulative bitch!

Peter: How the hell did you let this happen?

Mark: Fuck!

Peter: You know this is going to ruin your friendship with Johnny? What were you thinking? Alright, you want my advice? Sometimes, life can get complicated, and youíve got to be responsible. So you donít see Lisa again, and you definitely donít sleep with her again! Just find yourself another girl. Sheís a sociopath! She only cares about herself. She canít love anyone.

Mark: Whatever, dude. Come on.

They exit together.

Cut to an exterior shot of a church in San Francisco.

Cut to the room, where Johnny is wearing a tuxedo and talking on the phone.

Johnny: Oh, thank you. Yeah, thanks a lot.

Denny enters, wearing a tux and carrying a football.

Johnny: Oh, hi Denny. Nice tux, you look great.

Denny: You look really handsome.

Johnny: A-ha-ha.

Denny: Your wedding pictureís gonna look great.

Johnny: Oh, thanks.

The doorbell rings. Denny answers it. Peter enters, wearing a tux.

Denny: Oh hey, Peter, come on in.

Peter: Hey guys.

Johnny: Oh hey, Peter.

Denny: You look good too.

Johnny: Sit down.

The doorbell rings. Denny answers it. Mark enters, clean-shaven and wearing a tux.

Denny: Whoa.

Johnny: Wowwwwww.

Mark: Hey guys. You like it?

Peter: Yeah!

Johnny: You look great. You look a babyface.

Denny: You guys want to play some football?

Peter: In tuxes? No, you gotta be kidding.

Denny: Come on, Mark, letís do it.

Mark: Iím up for it.

Johnny: A-ha.

Denny: Johnny?

Johnny: Ask Peter.

Denny: Come on, Peter.

Peter: Nah, I donít think so.

Denny: Please?

Peter: No.

Denny: Come on! Cheep-cheep-cheep-cheep-cheep! (Johnny and Mark join in)

Cut to the alley, where Johnny, Mark, Peter, and Denny are throwing around the football in tuxedos.

Denny: Catch, Johnny! Alright, Peter!
Here we go, Mark!

Mark: Come on! Come on! Come on!

Denny: Catch, Mark!

Mark: Go! Go deep!

Peter tries to go deep, but instead trips and falls.

Denny: Gee Peter, youíre clumsy.

Peter: Alright, thatís it, Iím done. Great idea, Denny.

Everyone helps Peter up and exits.

Cut to an exterior street shot in San Francisco.

Cut to the fountain by the Exploratorium, where Johnny
is out walking.

Cut to
a list coffee shop.

Susan: Are you sure?

Patron 1: I wanna get a slice
of indexes, split cheesecake and a bottle of water.

Patron 2: Um, Iíll have a large peanut butter cup with extra whipped cream, please?

Male Barista: Alright.

Patron 3: And Iíll take a cheesecake and a coffee.

Barista 2: Okay, why donít you guys have a seat? Weíll have that right out for you.

Susan: Hi, how you doing? What would you like?

Patron 4: Can I get a bagel with a [inaudible]?

Susan: Great, sure.

Patron 5: Iím gonna get a slice of cheesecake and a bottle of water.

Male Barista: Yeah, sounds good. Why donít you guys have a seat, weíll have that right out for you.

Johnny and Mark enter.

Johnny: Oh hi, Susan.

Susan: Well, hi Johnny. How are you? Good to see you. What would you like?

Johnny: Hot chocolate, please.

Male Barista: What size?

Johnny: Medium.

Male Barista: Sure.

Susan: How about you?

Mark: Iíll have the mint tea.

Male Barista: Medium also?

Mark: Yeah.

Susan: Go sit down, weíll be right there.

Johnny and Mark sit down.

Mark: God, Iím so tired of girlsí games.

Johnny: What happened now, Mark?

Mark: Relationships never work, man, I donít know why I waste my time.

Johnny: What makes you say that?

Mark: Itís not that easy, Johnny.

Johnny: Well, you should be happy, Mark.

Mark: Yeah, I know. Life is too short.

Susan brings the drinks.

Johnny: Oh, thank you so much.

Susan: Youíre welcome. How about something like cheesecake?

Johnny: Nah.

Susan: Real good. Alright.

Mark: How was work today?

Johnny: Oh, pretty good. We got a new client at the bank, we make a lot of money.

Mark: What client?

Johnny: I cannot tell you, itís confidential.

Mark: Aw, come on, why not?

Johnny: No I canít. Anyway, how is your sex life?

Mark: I canít talk about it.

Johnny: Why not?

Susan: Take your time.

Johnny: Oh god, I have to run.

Mark: Already?

Johnny: Yeah, Iím sorry.

Mark: Alright, itís on me. By the way, do you want to go jogging? Golden Gate Park?

Johnny: Yeah, sure, what time?

Mark: Golden Gate Park, 6:30.

Johnny: Right on, yeah.

Mark: Alright, see ya.

Johnny: Okey-dokey, Mark.

Johnny exits.

Cut to the bedroom. Lisa and Mark enter.

Mark: Whatís going on here?

Lisa: I like you very much, Mark.

Mark: Look, come on. Johnnyís my best friend.

Lisa: Just one more time.

She takes off his shirt and the fourth terrible R&B-scored love scene commences. It goes on for about two minutes, full of half-hearted moaning, before cutting to black.

Cut to another tracking shot of the Golden Gate Bridge.

Cut to a car parking in Golden Gate Park. Johnny exits to find Mark.

Johnny: Hey.

Mark: Hey Johnny, howís it going?

Johnny: Good.

They run side by side tossing the football in the park. Thereís barely audible and completely uninteresting dialogue. They say ďwhatís new with youĒ a lot. Johnny wrestles Mark to the ground.

Cut to a shot of the San Francisco skyline.

Cut to the room, where Lisa is sweeping. The doorbell rings.

Lisa: Who is it?

Mark: Delivery man! Itís me, Lisa, come on, open up.

Lisa: Come on in.

Mark enters.

Lisa: Hey Mark.

Mark: Wow, so, uh, you gonna be ready?

Lisa: How do you mean that? Iím always ready. For you.

Mark: I mean for the party.

Lisa: We have plenty of time. All I have to do is put on my party dress.

Lisa drops the broom and takes her shirt off.

Mark: Wait, what are you doing?

Lisa: Nothing.

She takes Markís shirt off.

Mark: Youíre so beautiful.

They start making out. Someone knocks on the door. They bolt upright and start putting their shirts on.

Lisa: Hurry up, I have to open the door.

Mark: Wait! Hang on.

Lisa puts her shirt on but Mark is still struggling with this task.

Lisa: Come on in, itís open!

Michelle enters in time to see Mark shirtless before he finally manages to dress himself.

Michelle: Hi! I brought the stuff.

Lisa: I knew I could count on you.

Michelle: Hi Mark. XYZ.

Mark: What are you talking about?

Michelle: Examine your zipper!

Everyone giggles.

Michelle: You guys are too much. So, uh, what can I do to help?

Everyone laughs some more.

Mark: I gotta go.

He exits. Michelle and Lisa are cracking up.

Lisa: Want to help me move the coffee table?

Michelle: Okay. What was he doing here?

Lisa: Uh, he just brought by some takeout.

Michelle: What about his zipper?

Lisa: What about his zipper?

They move the coffee table.

Lisa: Leave him alone, heís a good guy.

Michelle: Did you tell Johnny yet?

Lisa: No. Markís his best friend.

Michelle: Tricky tricky.

Lisa: You know, I really loved Johnny at first. Everythingís changed. I need more from life than what Johnny can give me. Suddenly my eyes are wide open and I can see everything so clearly. I want it all.

Michelle: You think you can get it all from Mark?

Lisa: If he canít give me what I want, somebody else will.

Michelle: Lisa, youíre sounding just like your mother. Youíre being so manipulative.

Lisa: So what? You can learn something from me. You have to take as much as you can. You have to live, live, live. Donít worry about me. I have everything covered.

Michelle: Your point of view is so different from mine.

Lisa: Look. I donít want to talk about it. People are going to be getting here soon and we have to finish.

Michelle: Lisa!

Lisa: I donít see what the big deal is. Doesnít everybody look out for number one? Donít I deserve the best?

Michelle: I couldnít do that. Youíre too much for me, Lisa.

Lisa: You know, youíre not such an angel yourself.

Michelle: Yeah, but weíre not talking about me, are we?

Michelle attacks Lisa with a pillow. A strange pillow vs broom fight ensues.

Lisa: (laughing) Stop it! Are you trying to ruin my party?

Cut to a tracking shot of the Golden Gate Bridge.

Cut to Johnny and Mark running in the woods and muttering at each other.

Johnny: Yeah, thatís the idea.

Mark: Catch me, come on.

Cut to a shot of a staircase in San Francisco, which Johnny and Mark are running up.

Mark: Yeah Iím looking for some offers in Sausalito. How are the [inaudible] like these days?

Johnny: Pretty good, yeah, youíd be qualified.

Mark: You serious?

Johnny: Yeah, Iím sure.

Mark: Well when can we meet about that?

Johnny: Well, we can talk about this tomorrow.

Mark: Tomorrow?

Johnny: Yeah.

Mark: Maybe late afternoon?

Johnny: Absolutely. Three oíclock?

Mark: Really? Wow, thatís great.

Cut to Johnnyís car pulling onto a residential street and parking in front of his house. Johnny and Mark exit the car.

Cut to an illuminated building on Columbus at night.

Cut to a cable car on a busy street in the daytime.

Cut to the room, where Lisa is sitting as Johnny enters.

Johnny: Bye, Lisa. (he pecks her on the cheek)

Johnny opens the door to leave and Claudette enters.

Johnny: Oh hi, Claudette. Bye!

Claudette: Bye!

Johnny exits.

Lisa: Hello mom, how are you?

Claudette: Iím okay, how are you?

Lisa: Iím fixing the apartment for Johnnyís birthday, but Iím really not
into conceptual groups. At the bottom of it.

Claudette: Oh, why not?

Lisa: Because Iím in love with Mark, not Johnny. And here I am, planning his party.

Claudette: Itís not right, Lisa. I still think you should marry Johnny. Now you canít live on love. You need financial security.

Lisa: But Iím not happy! He still thinks Iím gonna marry him next month. Heís a fool.

Claudette: You expect to be happy. I havenít been happy since I married my first husband. I didnít even want to marry your father.

Lisa: You never told me that!

Claudette: Well itís true. All men are assholes. Men and women use and abuse
each trope page other all the time, thereís nothing wrong with it. Marriage has nothing to do with love.

Lisa: Johnnyís okay, I suppose. Actually, I have him wrapped around my little finger.

Claudette: Well,
you will should be happy then.

Lisa: But I donít love him!

Claudette: Donít throw your life away just because you donít love him! Thatís ridiculous! You need to grow up. And you need to listen to me.

Lisa: Okay, mom, Iíll see you at the party. I just need to be alone right now.

Claudette: Bye bye, my precious.

Claudette exits.

Cut to the Embarcadero, where Johnny is walking.

Cut to the Disney store, where Johnny is walking.

Cut to a dark room. Johnny enters and turns on the lights to
find the whole cast.

Everyone: Surprise! (they all sing Happy Birthday while Johnny says things like ďwowĒ, ďokayĒ, and ďthank youĒ)

Johnny toasts with everyone amid various celebratory mumblings. He offers Denny
a convenient '''Next''' or '''Previous''' link that allows browsing alphabetically. [[https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pagelist_having_pagetype_in_namespace.php?n=Main&t=trope drink, which Denny says heíll accept later.

Cut to panning shot of the nighttime San Francisco skyline.

Cut to the party, where various characters and non-characters are engaged in fake conversations. Johnny and Claudette are discussing something. Lisa is flirting with Steven, a character weíve never seen before who is actually a last-minute replacement for Peter. Mark is watching them. Lisa and Mark exchange flirty looks. Johnny seems concerned. Mike and Michelle are flirting with another couple. Michelle and Mike start feeding each other cake.

Lisa: Hey everybody, letís go outside for some fresh air.

Everybody exits except for Lisa and Mark.

Lisa: Wait. I have something I want to show you.

Mark: Oh, really?

They get on the couch, and Lisa drapes her legs across Markís lap.

Mark: So, uh, what do you want to show me?

Lisa: Itís a surprise.

They start making out.

Mark: What are you doing? I mean, are you crazy? Everybodyís here.

Lisa: No theyíre not. Theyíre all outside.

Mark: You devil. You planned this all along.

They make out some more. Steven enters.

Steven: Whatís going on here?

They bolt upright.

Steven: Why are you doing this?

Lisa: I love him.

Steven: I donít believe it.

Mark: You donít understand anything, man. Leave your stupid comments in your pocket!

Mark exits.

Steven: Do you understand what youíre doing? Youíre going to destroy Johnny. Heís very sensitive.

Lisa: I donít care. Iím in love with Mark.

Steven: How can you do this? You make me sick.

Johnny and Michelle enter.

Johnny: Thank you, honey.
This is a long list of beautiful party. You invited all tropes my friends. Good thinking!

Lisa: Youíre welcome, darling. You know how much I love you.

Johnny: I do. Ha-ha-ha.

Lisa: You know, itís getting really hot in here. Why donít we go back outside?

Johnny: Mhm. A-ha-ha.

Everyone exits.

Cut to a shot of a busy street at night.

Cut to the party on the roof. Johnny waves at someone below him and off-camera.

Johnny: Hey everybody! I have an announcement to make. Weíre expecting!

Everyone congratulates Johnny. Lisa and Steven confront Lisa.

Michelle: Lisa, I have to talk to you. You have got to be honest with Johnny.

Steven: I agree with that.

Lisa: Look, Iím gonna tell him, okay? I just, I donít want to ruin his birthday.

Steven: When is the baby due?

Lisa: There is no baby.

Steven and Michelle: What?!

Steven: What are you talking about?

Lisa: I told him that to make it interesting. Weíre probably going to have a baby eventually anyway. Youíre not going to tell Johnny, are you?

Michelle: Lisa, are you feeling okay? Because this is just getting worse and worse.

Steven: I feel like Iím sitting on an atomic bomb waiting for it to go off.

Michelle: Me too. Thereís no simple solution to this.

Lisa: Donít worry. You guys worry entirely too much about me.

Michelle: Lisa, weíre not worried about you. Weíre worried about Johnny. You donít understand the psychological impact of what youíre doing here. Youíre hurting yourself. Youíre hurting our friendship.

Lisa: I am not responsible for Johnny. Iím through with that. Iím changing. I have the right, donít I? People are changing all the time. I have to think about my future. Whatís it to you?

Steven: This is going to pull us all down. Itís going to shake up our group of friends. Itís going to destroy our friendship, Lisa. I donít think Mark really loves you.

Lisa: I donít want to talk about it!

Michelle: Lisa, youíre going to have to face it. I for one am going to have a hard time forgiving you if you donít.

Lisa: Hey everybody! Letís go inside and eat some cake.

Everyone exits enthusiastically. Michelle looks pained.

Michelle: I donít understand you, Lisa.

Cut to some random building at night.

Cut to the party, where a random couple is eating cake.

Random dude: Lisa looks hot tonight.

Johnny and Claudette are chatting. Mark and Lisa are arguing.

Mark: Whose baby is it? Is it mine?

Lisa: No, of course not.

Mark: How can you be sure? Come on, Lisa.

Lisa: Stop asking me stupid questions!

Mark: Who the hell do you think you are?

Lisa: Just shut up!

She slaps him.

Johnny: What are you doing? Whatís going on here?

Mark: You really donít know, do you?

Johnny: (shoving Mark) Maybe I know more than you think I do, Mark!

Mark: Shit, alright?

Johnny: (shoving Mark into a table) What do you want from me, hunh?

Mark attacks Johnny. Steven, Lisa, et al pull them apart.

Lisa: Stop it!

Johnny: Alright, alright. Okay, folks, everything is fine. Fight is over, folks. Iím sorry, Mark.

They shake hands.

Mark: Yeah, me too.

Johnny: Lisa, can, can you clean up here, please?

Cut to the skyline at night.

Cut to the party, where Mark and Lisa are dancing. Johnny confronts them

Johnny: What are you doing?

Lisa: None of your business.

Johnny: Youíre my future wife. What are you doing, Lisa?

Mark: Leave her alone, man, she doesnít want to talk to you.

Johnny: (attacking Mark) Since when do you give me orders?

Mark: Since Lisa changed her mind about you. Wake up, man, what planet are you on?

Johnny: I think you should leave right now, Mark.

Lisa: Donít spoil it, we were just having fun.

Mark: Donít worry about it, man.

Johnny: Donít touch me, motherfucker! Get out.

Mark and Johnny fight.

Lisa: Stop it! Stop it! You two are acting like children.

Mark: Son of a bitch.

Lisa: Youíre going to ruin the party.

Mark: If youíd keep your girl satisfied, she wouldnít come to me!

Johnny: Get out of my house! I kill you, I [incomprehensible]!

Lisa: Stop it!

Johnny: I kill you, you bastard.

Mark: You couldnít kill me if you tried.

Johnny: You betrayed me, youíre not good, youíre just a chicken, cheep-cheep-cheep-cheep-cheep.

They fight some more.

Johnny: Shut up!

Steven: Itís over! Itís over!

Johnny: Itís not over! Everybody betray me! I fed up with this world!

Johnny exits upstairs.

Cut to a shot of the Disney store at night.

Cut to Claudette entering the bedroom to find Lisa.

Claudette: I cleaned up the kitchen, sweetheart, so you donít have to worry about that.

Lisa: He still wonít come out of the bathroom.

Claudette: Sweetheart, heís upset. Now Johnny is a sensible man. He will come out, you will discuss this, everything is going to be okay.

Lisa: I just think I should be alone with him right now.

Claudette: I understand, sweetheart. Iím going to go home now. Bye bye. You can call me if you need me.

Lisa: I will. Thanks, mom.

Claudette exits downstairs. Lisa tries to open the bathroom door, but itís locked.

Lisa: You can come out now, Johnny. Sheís gone.

Johnny: In a few minutes, bitch.

Lisa: Who are you calling a bitch?

Johnny: You and your stupid mother.

Lisa picks up the phone and calls Mark.

Mark: Hello?

Lisa: Hi, Mark? I need to talk to you.

Mark: Whatís going on?

Lisa: Donít worry about Johnny, heís just being a big baby. You know, I love you very much.

We see Johnny is straining to hear this through the bathroom door.

Lisa: I love you.

Mark: Why donít you ditch this creep? I donít like him anymore.

Lisa: I know. Heís not worth it. Why donít I come up there and be with you?

Mark: Sure baby, come on up. I want your body.

Lisa: You got it. Iím on my way. Bye.

Mark: Bye.

Johnny enters the bedroom.

Johnny: Who were you talking to?

Lisa: Nobody.

Johnny: Weíll see about that.

Johnny retrieves the tape from the recorder (or something; the technical process here makes very little sense).

Johnny: Weíll see about that.

He plays the tape.

Mark (recording): Hello?

Lisa (recording): Hi, Mark? I need to talk to you.

Mark (recording): Whatís going on?

Lisa (recording): Donít worry about Johnny, heís just being a big baby. You know, I love you very much. Youíre the sparkle of my life (this is a deviation from the original conversation, youíll note). I canít live without you. I love you.

Johnny: You little tramp. How could you do this to me?! I gave you seven years of my life! And you betray me. Letís see what else
we have already catalogued]]. on this tape.

Lisa: No. Stop.
You may, however, little prick. I put up with you for seven years. You think youíre an angel. Youíre just like everybody.

Johnny: I treat you like a princess, and you stab me in the back. I love you, and I did anything for you to just please you, and now you betray me! How could you love him?!

Mark (recording): Why donít you ditch this creep? I donít like him anymore.

Lisa (recording): I know, heís not worth it. Why donít I come up there and be with you?

Mark (recording): Sure baby, come on up. I
want your body.

Lisa (recording): You got it.

Johnny: Aughhhhhhhh!!! (he hurls the tape player against the wall) Everybody betray me. I donít have a friend in the world.

Lisa: Iím leaving you, Johnny.

Lisa exits downstairs.

Johnny: Get out, get out, get out of my life! Agh!

Johnny collapses on the bed.

Cut to Johnny descending the stairs into the room.

Johnny: Haughhhh-augh! Why, Lisa, why, why?!

Flashback of Lisa laughing with Johnnyís tie around her head.

Flashback of Lisa and Johnny kissing.

Flashback of Lisa and Johnny having sex.

Johnny: You bitch!

Johnny knocks over a bowl of fake fruit, some furniture, and everything on the mantle. He picks up the TV and hurls it out the window.

Johnny: You bitch! You bitch!

Cut to Johnny re-entering the bedroom, howling incomprehensibly. He knocks stuff off the dresser, pulls out all the drawers, and shoves it over. He pulls all the sheets off the bed. He flings himself on the bed.

Flashback to Johnny and Lisa having sex.

Johnny knocks over some more stuff and shatters a mirror. He sits on the floor and picks up Lisaís red dress.

Flashback to Lisa trying on the dress.

Johnny dry-humps the dress amid flashbacks of fucking Lisa when she was wearing it.

Johnny: You tramp!

He tears the dress up.

Flashback to Lisa and Mark dancing.

Flashback to Lisa saying ďI put up with youĒ

Johnny picks up a box and opens it to reveal a handgun.

Johnny: Why? Why is this happening to me? Why?! Itís over. God, forgive me.

Flashback to Lisa saying ďeverything will be alrightĒ

Johnny puts the gun in his mouth.

Flashback to Lisa saying ďgoodbye, JohnnyĒ

Johnny fires the gun and falls backward in slow motion.

Fade to black.

Cut to Mark and Lisa dashing into the bedroom to find Johnnyís bloody corpse.

Mark: Wake up, Johnny, come on!

Johnny is clearly dead and blood is everywhere.

Lisa: Is he dead? (sobbing) My god, Mark, is he dead?

Mark: Yes, heís dead. Yes heís dead!

Lisa: (sobbing) Oh my godÖ

Mark slowly kisses Johnnyís forehead.

Lisa: Oh my god.

Mark and Lisa embrace.

Lisa: Iíve lost him, but I still have you, right? Right?

Mark: You donít have me. Youíll never have me. You killed him.

Lisa: Mark, weíre free to be together. I love you. I love you!

Mark: Tramp! You killed him. Youíre the cause of all of this. I donít love you. Get out of my life, you bitch!

Denny enters.

Denny: Whatís happening?!

Mark: Johnnyís dead!

Denny: Wake up, Johnny, please, please! Itís not right! Itís not right!

Lisa: Denny, heís in a better place.

Denny: Leave us! Both of you leave.

Mark: As far as Iím concerned, you can drop off the earth. Thatís a promise.

Denny: Just leave! Both of you!

Mark: Leave him, alright! Let him be with him!

Denny: Why, Johnny? Why? Johnny, why? Why?

Denny sobs. Mark and Lisa, who were in the process of leaving, rejoin Denny and comfort him. We hear police sirens. The three of them appear
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Tropes are not the same thing as cliches. They may be brand new but seem trite and hackneyed; they may be thousands of years old but seem fresh and new. They are not bad, they are not good; {{tropes are tools}} that the creator of a work of art uses to express their ideas to the audience. It's pretty much impossible to create a [[JustForFun/TheTropelessTale story without tropes]].

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A {{trope}} is a storytelling device or convention, a shortcut for describing situations the storyteller can reasonably assume the audience will recognize. Tropes are the means by which a story is told by anyone who has a story to tell. We collect them, for the fun involved.

Tropes are not the same thing as cliches. They may be brand new but seem trite and hackneyed; they may be thousands of years old but seem fresh and new. They are not bad, they are not good; {{tropes are tools}} that the creator of a work of art uses to express their ideas to the audience. It's pretty much impossible to create a [[JustForFun/TheTropelessTale story without tropes]].

Here is a list of indexes, split into conceptual groups. At the bottom of each trope page you will find a convenient '''Next''' or '''Previous''' link that allows browsing alphabetically. [[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pagelist_having_pagetype_in_namespace.php?n=Main&t=trope This is a long list of all tropes we have already catalogued]]. You may, however, want to take along a supply of NarniaTime in either case.

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Tropes are not the same thing as cliches. They may be brand new but seem trite and hackneyed; they may be thousands of years old but seem fresh and new. They are not bad, they are not good; {{tropes are tools}} that the creator of a work of art uses to express their ideas to the audience. It's pretty much impossible to create a [[JustForFun/TheTropelessTale story without tropes]].

Here is a list of indexes, split into conceptual groups. At the bottom of each trope page you will find a convenient '''Next''' or '''Previous''' link that allows browsing alphabetically. [[http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pagelist_having_pagetype_in_namespace.php?n=Main&t=trope This is a long list of all tropes we have already catalogued]]. You may, however, want to take along a supply of NarniaTime in either case.

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