Saturday, August 9, 2008

222. Mental Gymnastics - Leslie







  • FADE IN:

  • INT. JOE'S Billiards - night

  • TEDDY sits at the bar of Joe's Billiards watching the large HD screens over the clatter of pool cues and the occasional burst of laughter and argument over a score.

  • He plays with the bowl of nuts by his drink.

  • American gymnasts in leotards spin past on the screen.

  • Teddy turns to SUE, the bartender.

  • TEDDY
  • You know, something about gymnastics inherently bothers me. Maybe it's the feeling that these little girls are being robbed of a childhood and hyper-sexualized, all at the same time.

  • SUE
  • You a feminist or something?

  • TEDDY
  • Something like that. You've got these small teenagers with stunted puberty doing floor routines that look like watered-down stripper moves racing around in skin tight leotards while announcers talk about how cute and adorable the female athletes are.

  • SUE
  • Nice delivery. I can't disagree about the announcers...you let men talk that long and misogyny will show up. But you ever think that the sport itself might be a bit more innocent than you're painting it?

  • TEDDY
  • Maybe it has to do with my ambivalence about sports. I am simultaneously a fan and a dissident when it comes to them.

  • SUE
  • So what would you change?

  • Teddy shrugs.

  • SUE
  • You shouldn't criticize something without having at least an idea about how you should fix it.

  • TEDDY
  • What are you, a former gymnast or something?

  • SUE
  • That's um...that's quite an assumption and a bit of a non-sequitur.

  • TEDDY
  • Point taken. And you're right, I should have some brilliant solution to this, but i don't...it just bothers me.

  • SUE
  • And I am a former gymnast.

  • She grins at him.

  • He nods and raises his glass to the screen and to her.

  • TEDDY
  • Cheers!

  • SUE
  • I'll drink to that.

  • FADE TO BLACK.


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