COUSIN CHAZZ IN LOVE: 3. Daddy the Murderer

(Previously Chazz was told to leave rehab.  He knows people are coming for him, and now must find a way to stay safely sanctuaried.  Perhaps a hard-luck story about his Daddy)

JUST NOW FIVE MILES UP THE ROAD
Its just a lonely county route.  Sprites of daylight like snowflakes on the pavement shaped by the passage through the trees.


Hear it.  Trucks.  A lot of them.


A chickadee lands on the sprites of daylight, and scratches beak on pavement.  A Goddamn chicky.


The Chicky scratches the beak, looks both ways up the road, and takes off again.  We rise back up in the air, and like a limbo stick, the flight path is above us as if it is real.  A line drawn as the crow flies, or rather the chickadee.  Maine state bird.  As we rise over the line, there is a pan down to the line, and why?  Real live Google-Map.


The Chicky-line is demarcation of town line. 
TEXT DISPLAYS ON EITHER SIDE; the right side is KEZAR FALLS; the left side LIMTUCKY PROPER.
And on the Limmy side are trucks.


A parade of trucks, seemingly every generation of American truck here, none of them in good condition.  This is some Bartertown shit.


Trucks motor.  Drums in the deep.  Trucks cross the threshold into Kezar.  It won't be long now.


BACK @ REHAB
Cousin Chazz is in the doorway watching ORDERLIES pack his shit just as Doc Margaret ordered.

COUSIN CHAZZ

This blows.

ORDERLY JIM

Is what it is.

ORDERLY MICK

You been here longer then they let anybody.

The boys are just chucking his stuff at rapid speed.

COUSIN CHAZZ

Careful with my deodorant.

(beat)

I ever tell you guys about my Daddy?

ORDERLY MICK

Don't care, Chazz.

COUSIN CHAZZ

My Daddy's doin life in Thomaston.

Now the Orderlies stop.  Look over.

ORDERLY JIM

What for?

COUSIN CHAZZ

Murder.  Went in before I was born.  What

happened was he was at the Lobster Claw one night, buying a round for the house, celebrating.  My mom told him she was pregnant.  With me.  This was '77, and he was happy to be a Daddy again.  He'd had

a couple before, but my Mom was the girl he was gonna stick with.  He's got seven dollars in the jukebox, playing Moody Blue 28 straight times, when some dirty hippy starts crying, "too much Elvis".  Elvis had just died.  My Daddy didn't much want to hear about it -- made a wisecrack about this big mouth digging Fleetwood Mac...

(beat)

ORDERLY MICK

What happened?

COUSIN CHAZZ

This guy let it be known he liked cool music. Elvis Costello.

(beat)

Daddy shot him in the heart.

(beat)

"Jailhouse Rock" breaks me up, Bro.

ORDERLY JIM

Nice story, Chuck.  You're still leaving.

COUSIN CHAZZ

You hear that?

ORDERLY MICK

What?

COUSIN CHAZZ

The trucks.  You can't hear it?  Put your

ear to the desk, and listen.  You guys are

signing my death warrant if you make me leave.  Listen!

The two Orderlies tentatively lower themselves to the desk.  When they do Chazz grabs his bag of stuff, and knocks them both out with the old "bag full of deodorant" trick.