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Setting: An enormous new home in Suburban Los Angeles
JACK rushes into the upscale kitchen and puts two frozen burritos into the microwave.
KATE, the TWINS in her arms, follows right behind him. She frantically re-arranges the boys in her arms as she searches the coking island for the keys to her Audi.
KATE "Jack, honey, where did you put my keys?"
JACK (slurping down a too-hot cup of coffee) "Keys? Honey...I don't remember having them."
KATE "Well, you must have... you took my car to get milk last night, right?"
JACK "Oh...yeah...ah, there in my coat pocket... hold on a sec..."
He runs out into the foyer and reaches in to the pocket of his denim jacket, still hanging pell-mell on the doorknob.
JACK "Got em!!"
The microwave "BEEPS" as the burritos finish their cycle.
"Katie, can you get the burritos? I'm gonna be late for class!"
Kate, flustered an annoyed, pops the door of the oven open, and grabs the burritos. Surprised by how hot they are, she drops them, and the glass plate explodes on the tile floor.
KATE "SHIT!"
The twins begin to howl in unison as KATE shoves the broken glass and ruined food to one side of the kitchen floor as she bolts for the front door.
She takes the keys from a shocked JACK.
KATE "Sorry, honey, If I don't go right now, I wont get them to daycare in time, and I'll miss pilates"
She gives him a quick peck on the cheek and is gone.
Jack stands bemused, wondering how his life has become so chaotic. As if by a higher power, the cordless kitchen phone snaps him out of his stupor.
The screen splits as we see...
HURLEY (on phone) "Dude! Where were you last night? I bowled a 270! John Locke owes me, like, ten bucks now!!
JACK "Ah...well, I had some work to do, and..."
HURLEY "Dude, this is the championship of the universe! Work?! Even Charlie was there, and he and Claire live in Monterey! If he can get a night off from Chuck E. Cheeze, you can totally get one off from your derma-whazis gig!"
JACK "Dermatology. I'm a dermatologist. There's this big convention coming up in Des Moines, and..."
HURLEY "Whatever, dude! All I know is you've changed, man... when we were on the island, you were all about the excitement, the danger...leadership, man!"
JACK "Oh, you guys... it's always about the island! The island this, and castaways that! That was years ago. People change."
HURLEY "Well, listen, dude, I'm on this lucky streak, and I don't want you to miss-out... you better be there next tuesday, or we're gonna have to reconsider having you as our captain."
JACK "Um... the other line's going... I gotta go."
JACK clicks the handset, and HURLEY is replaced by SAYID..
SAYID "Hey, Jack, it's Sayid..."
JACK "Uh...hi..."
SAYID "Look, man, I know it's been a while and all, but... look, I need a ride to work today. The Camero's just not turining-over, and if I'm late to Best Buy one more time, my super's gonna can me..."
JACK "Look, I'm gonna be late, myself..."
SAYID "C'mon, buddy...for your old island pal?"
JACk grimaces at the sound of the word "island"... but we...
Jump cut:
JACK is at the wheel of his Volvo, SAYID riding shotty.
SAYID (adjusting his clip-on uniform tie) "...and I said to myself, why? I mean, why the hell did I chase this woman half-way around the world if she's just gonna be like tha, ya know?"
JACK "Well, waffles aren't everyone's forte, you know."
SAYID "It's not much to ask... a hot breakfast three mornings out of five! I mean, it's not like she soesn't know how to cook! She's been at the IHOP for, what, six years now?"
JACK "Six years?! Has it really been that long...?"
And so-forth.
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