The Beer Hunter

This one was created by Hendi. I can't help but feel that this scene could actually take place someday. Would have been awesome for that Beirut Mockumentary we never made...

INT. REHAN'S APARTMENT – DAY [REUNIONS]

The place is cramped, littered with drinking paraphernalia. A

moose head is mounted above the sink and REHAN, who is half

into his tuxedo, is applying waterproofing to a pair of ping pong balls. JACK smiles, throws his kit on the stove and sits.

              JACK

           (indicates the waterproofing)

       You should have put that on last

       night.

               REHAN

       I know.

              JACK

       That way it sets.

              REHAN

       Yeah.

Pause.

               JACK

       I just wait. You know?

             REHAN

      Huh?

              JACK

       I just wait. For this... It's what

       I wait for... I wait all year.

              REHAN

       So do I.

              JACK

              (sharp)

       You do?

               REHAN

              (nods)

       Yeah.

REHAN grins, takes down his cups and begins wiping the beer

off them.

              JACK

       You think about it?

              REHAN

       Yeah.

              JACK

       So do I.

           (watches REHAN for a minute)

       I want to be ready... You have to

       be ready... It has to be there, in

       your mind.

               REHAN

       The shot?

              JACK

       Fucking A.

              REHAN

       I don't think about the shot that much.

              JACK

              (firmly)

       You have to think about the shot.

       It's the shot. The shot's it.

              REHAN

        (uncertain)

       Yeah... I guess.

              JACK

        (studies him)

       What do you think about?

              REHAN

       I don't know... I guess I think

       about the beer... Being out, maybe.

       I don't know. I think about it all.

       Hell, I like the girls, you know? I

       like the ways the girls are, all

       the different ways the girls are

       too.

              JACK

              (with a glance to the

               window)

       I'll tell you something, REHAN. I

       wouldn't play with anyone but you.

       I won't play with a yo-yo.

              REHAN

              (laughs)

       Yo-yo! Who's a yo-yo?

              JACK

       Who's a yo-yo...? Who do you

       think's a yo-yo! They're all yo

       yo's. I mean they're all great

       guys, for Christ's sake, but... The

       point is, REHAN, without you I'd

       play alone. Seriously. I would.

       That's what I'd do.

              REHAN

              (laughs)

       You're a fucking nut. You know

       that, JACK? You're a fucking

        maniac!

              JACK

       Yeah.

(he grins)

       When it comes to beirut, that's

       true.