Upon Realization

“UPON REALIZATION”

By

Jay Jorgenson

FADE IN:

EXT. ALLEY BEHIND BAR – NIGHT

ADAM stands in alley by wall, smoking a cigarette. MUSIC from inside the bar can be faintly heard, but still somewhat inaudible.

(SOUND OF STEEL DOOR CLOSING)

JARED, a young man in about his mid-twenties, enters and stands next to Adam. Jared starts searching pockets for a cigarette, but finds none.

JARED

(Checking all pockets)

Hey, you got a cigarette I can bum

off you? I think I left mine at

home?

ADAM

(pulling out cigarettes)

Yeah, sure, man. I hope you like

these. Not many people do

JARED

(Taking cigarette)

These are actually the kind I

usually smoke.

(Offers hand to shake)

…Jared.

ADAM

(Takes Jared’s hand and shakes)

Adam. You from around here?

JARED

Yea, I’ve lived here for a while now.

I come to this bar quite often, lots

of people to see. I’ve never seen you

before. You new?

ADAM

I just moved in a few blocks away a

couple of weeks ago. This is my

first time here, it looked inviting.

JARED

It’s kind of a dead-end town. I know

much everyone in town. You should be

seeing tumble weed rolling by soon.

(LAUGHS)

ADAM

(LAUGHING uncomfortably to humor Jared)

Have you lived here your whole life?

JARED

Naw! I once lived out by D.C. for a while.

That was a long time ago. I think I was

About five-ish when we came here.

ADAM

(surprised)

D.C.? That’s a helluva move from there to

Tenney, Minnesota. Why did you move here?

JARED

(pauses for a moment and looks up)

Well, my dad was a politician all those

years ago. A real big-wig on Capitol Hill,

(turns to Adam)

ya know?

(pauses for another moment, sighs)

But one day, he was speaking in front of

A big group of people in Philadelphia,

when an assassin gunned him down. The

secret service moved my mom and I out

here.

ADAM

(shocked)

Whoa! I’m sorry to hear that. I kinda

regret asking.

JARED

(laughs a little)

It’s cool. I guess we just got a little

too comfortable here in Tenney and

never left.

(Bottle BREAKS inside bar, YELLING)

JARED

(snubs out cigarette)

Dammit! I better get in there before

things get out of hand.

ADAM

Alright, I’ll be seeing you around, I

suppose.

(Adam goes back to smoking, when CLAYTON, an older man, joins him)

CLAYTON

You’re new here, aren’t you?

ADAM

(Somewhat surprised, caught off guard)

Yea! What tipped you off?

CLAYTON

(somewhat proud)

I’ve got my sources.

(pulls out cigarette and lights it)

What’s your story?

ADAM

Well, I just moved here a few weeks

ago. I’m working in the next town at

an insurance firm, but I’m thinking

of starting my own right here. You

got a job?

CLAYTON

No. I’m happily retired. I used to

work for the government.

ADAM

Were you a postal worker?

CLAYTON

No, I worked with the CIA, but now

that I told ya, I’m gonna have to

kill you.

(both laugh)

Actually, my job was slightly more

than a cushy desk job. I was into

“protecting the government from

itself”.

ADAM

(puzzled)

Protecting the government from itself?

CLAYTON

Let’s just say they hired me for my

sharpshooting skills?

ADAM

(shocked)

Wait, so were a sniper? Are they gonna

come and kill me now? Are you sure you

should be telling me this? I don’t even

know you.

CLAYTON

It’s alright. I ain’t got much time

left anyways. I figure that a perfect

stranger would be a good person to

let it all out.

ADAM

(Sorrowfully)

Alright, I guess I got the time? Tell

me what’s on your mind.

CLAYTON

I’ve had to pick off dozens of people.

Anywhere from regular Joes to

politicians, native and foreign. I

never regret any of them, except for

one.

ADAM

(Snickering)

Anyone I might know?

CLAYTON

You would have been pretty young, I

imagine. The only problem with the

kill is that it was a mistake. He

wasn’t my target. I got some really

bad info.

ADAM

Wow! That sucks.

CLAYTON

I found out later he had a wife and

kid. I’ve spent years trying to find

them, but I imagine that the secret

service moved them and changed their

name. I’m at the end of my rope.

(Door SLAMS, Jared enters)

JARED

Clayton! How you doing old man?

CLAYTON

I’ve seen better days, ya putz.

(both laugh)

JARED

I see you’ve met my neighbor,

Clayton.

ADAM

(puzzled)

You could say that. He just kind

of popped up out of nowhere, more

or less.

JARED

Yeah, he does that to me too.

CLAYTON

When you gonna come over and rake

up all those leaves and fix up my

garage.

JARED

When you start paying me the big

bucks. (laughs)

ADAM

How long have you been neighbors?

JARED

It’s been, oh I don’t know…how

long has it been now.

CLAYTON

Just over 12 years, I suppose.

JARED

Yea that seems about right. 12 years

ago. I’m going to head back in and

start cleaning up.

(Jared goes back into the bar)

ADAM

(Looks at Clayton)

What did you mean earlier you are

almost at the end of your rope?

CLAYTON

Well kid, I look at it this way

I have done some pretty bad things

In my time and I guess I have to

Pay for it. I have Cancer and the

Doc gave me 3 months to live.

ADAM

I’m sorry man. When did you say

you assassinated the wrong guy?

CLAYTON

(puzzled)

Close to 20 years ago. Why?

ADAM

Have you ever talked to Jared about

his dad?

CLAYTON

Not directly. I talked to his mom

About it, but she said that Jared

was too young to remember. Some

kind of accident or something.

I’ve never gotten into conversation

with him about it. What are you

getting at?

ADAM

I think you may have found you’re

“lost child”.

CLAYTON

(uncomfortable laugh)

You’re joking. You’re not saying…

(pauses)

Oh, my God! That makes sense.

He’s the right age, looks just like

him. How could I have not seen it?

ADAM

I don’t know, but it might be time

to talk Jared, and talk to him about

it. It might not even be what

happened, but at least you tried.

I gotta go.

(Adam leaves)

CLAYTON

(Doesn’t move for a moment)

I can’t believe it. Hey, Jared!

(leave scene)

(FADE OUT)