106. Slippery Plastic Slope - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• INT. LONNIE'S LIVING ROOM - EVENING


• LONNIE, dressed casually in shorts and white t-shirt, carefully places dominoes in a neat pattern on top of his coffee table.


• EMILY and STAN watch with some amusement.


• Lonnie finishes and flicks one of the dominoes.


• It falls, and rows of dominoes begin to fall neatly, the wave of falling plastic weaving and winding until the last piece hits the wood with a loud "thwack!" Only a few errant pieces are left upright.


• LONNIE
• There! That's what I meant.


• Emily snickers.


• STAN
• And she actually agrees with you, but seriously? You spent all that time to make your little point. I got it before your cute display.


• LONNIE
• It needed a visual.


• STAN
• I'm sure it did.


• LONNIE
• Don't patronize me. We take away one thing, and everything will come crashing down.


• STAN
• So we take away a bit of Habeas Corpus...for the safety of the people, mind you; and next thing you know, women can't vote again?


• LONNIE
• It's not just a bit, and yes, it could happen.


• STAN
• You're being over dramatic; and well, who needs women voting anyway?


• He grins.


• EMILY
• Hey! Misogynistic jerk alert!


• STAN
• Only took you three seconds that time.


• EMILY
• Oh just you wait until next time. You'll be counting stars not seconds on your fingers.


• LONNIE
• The point is, we need to work on getting our rights back before it's too late...we have a split second to hold on before it hits the next thing, and then they'll all crumble.


• Stan starts counting on his fingers.


• EMILY
• What are you doing?


• Stan smiles lopsidedly at her.


• STAN
• Just being a jerk.


• The door explodes into splinters as a team of police storm the living room.


• Emily is hooded and dragged towards the front door.


• Lonnie fights, trying to pull her back.


• He looks over at Stan who stands at the center of the storm, untouched.


• Stan nods slightly, and Lonnie's eyes widen in understanding.


• He stops fighting and a black bag is slammed over his head.


• A ski-masked AGENT claps Stan on the back.


• AGENT
• Thanks for the tip.


• Stan nods, then kneels in front of the coffee table.


• He picks up a domino, rubbing its smooth surface.


• He turns to leave, flicking the domino across the table. It hits the last remaining dominoes knocking them down one by one.


• FADE TO BLACK.