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**"Better Left Unsaid"**
Story and Screenplay by @brian-rhodes
Original Music by @dan-atstarlite
Working Title by @jrcornel
Scenes 24, 25, 26, 27, 28
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          EXT. GAY BAR PARKING LOT HAMILTON - CONTINUOUS

          Charlie and Curtis enter parking area. Charlie mounts bike.
          Gives Curtis helmet. Starts bike. Curtis is nervous. Charlie
          waits for Curtis to mount. Curtis hesitates, looks at helmet.

                              CHARLIE
                    Get the fuck on!

          Curtis fumbles with the helmet. Charlie is amused. He helps.
          Curtis throws his leg over. Sits behind Charlie.

                              CHARLIE (CONT'D)
                    Hang on!

          Curtis wraps arms around Charlie. Holds him closely they
          speed off.

          INT. MOTEL ROOM HAMILTON - LATER

          Charlie and Curtis are in motel room, standing beside double
          bed. Dimly lit. music leaks in from adjacent room. Curtis
          undoes Charlie's shirt button by button. Charlie gently
          caresses Curtis face, and hair. Very intimate.

          Charlie removes Curtis's shirt. Explores Curtis' physique.
          Curtis runs fingers through Charlie's chest hair.

          Curtis kisses Charlie intimately. They embrace. Charlie lays
          Curtis on his back on the bed and lays beside him kissing
          him.

          Soon, Curtis is dominant. Puts Charlie onto his back. Charlie
          capitulates. Curtis kisses passionately as he undoes
          Charlie's pants.

                                                             			FADE OUT:

          INT. APARTMENT HAMILTON - LATER

          A simple apartment, dark except for street and storefront
          lights coming through windows. Styrofoam food container, a
          couple of empty beer cans on coffee table, pizza box on
          couch, band flyers and posters taped to walls. Clean but bare
          bones.

          Key in door sound. Door opens. Allie and Boston stumble in
          attached at lips, awkwardly move across floor like strange
          four-legged creature. They make it to couch, fall into it
          onto pizza box. Allie lands on top. Boston pulls pizza box
          out from beneath him, tosses it on floor.

                              BOSTON
                    Sorry. Curtis's a slob.

          Eyes lock, the kissing resumes. Allie's aggressive. Boston
          suddenly uneasy, Allie notices, backs off. Boston tries to
          cover his nervousness.

                              BOSTON (CONT'D)
                    You OK?

          Allie continues seduction. After few minutes, Boston gets
          self-conscious.

                              BOSTON (CONT'D)
                         (Mumbles)
                    Just a sec...

                              ALLIE
                    Can't.

          Boston wants to say more. Allie shuts him down with a deep
          kiss, rubs his groin, undoes his belt, unzips his fly, then
          let's go the kiss to go down on him.

                              BOSTON
                         (awkwardly)
                    Hold on! Stop. Come back up here.

          Allie hesitates, breaks it off, except for gentle groin rub
          trying to assure him.

                              ALLIE
                    I don't bite.

                              BOSTON
                         (Nervously)
                    I'm sure, but...

                              ALLIE
                    And I'm good at it.

                              BOSTON
                         (Seriously)
                    But not right now please.

          Allie pulls back, confused, self-conscious. Boston tries to
          ignore the moment, sits up does up his pants. Boston's
          paralyzed with embarrassment.

          A long quiet pause. Allie breaks silence.

                              ALLIE
                    Are you... shy?

          Boston manages a smile.

                              BOSTON
                    Yeah... that's it. I think.

          Allie comes onto him again but more gently and slowly.

                              ALLIE
                    I do like you. Just relax.

          She kisses him. His nerves get the best of him.

                              BOSTON (CONT'D)
                    I'm gonna be sick.

          Boston runs into the bathroom. Allie is left sitting alone in
          the dark. She's listening to Boston throwing up. She waits,
          concerned.

          INT. APARTMENT BATHROOM HAMILTON - CONTINUOUS

          Boston's kneeling in front of toilet.

          The door opens. Allie slowly enters. Boston turns away,
          embarrassed. Allie crouches beside him, places her hand on
          his back, rubs gently. Despite her effort or because of it,
          Boston throws up again. Allie is puzzled, frustrated.

          INT. MOTEL ROOM HAMILTON - LATER

          Charlie on his side. Curtis on his back. Laying next to one
          another, naked, covered only by a white sheet, clothes strewn
          around. Charlie gently touches one of Curtis' ears.

                              CHARLIE
                    They're perfect.

          Curtis laughs nervously.

                              CURTIS
                    That's bull. They're not even the
                    same shape.

                              CHARLIE
                    Well, this one's perfect.

          Curtis laughs again.

                              CHARLIE
                    You new to this?

                              CURTIS
                    Sex in a motel room with a stranger?
                         (Defensively)
                    Yeah!
                         (Mystically)
                    Must be the way about you.
                         (Self-consciously)
                    I didn't embarrass myself, did I? I
                    know I can be a bit...

          He reaches for the right word.

                              CURTIS (CONT'D)
                    Awkward?

          Charlie smiles.

                              CHARLIE
                    Nope. More like charming.

          Curtis responds to the compliment.

                              CURTIS
                    See. That's what I mean. Your way.
                    Considerate.
                         (Beat)
                    Not like the others.

          Curtis moves closer.

                              CURTIS
                    You know how I could tell?

          Charlie thinks, shakes his head no.

                              CURTIS (CONT'D)
                    Watching you dance. You danced like
                    it mattered.
                         (Confidently)
                    And... you were dancing for me, to
                    impress me.
                         (Flattered)
                    I knew it the minute you hit the
                    floor.

                              CHARLIE
                         (Grins)
                    Is that so?

          Charlie's grin betrays him, begins to look like he might fall
          asleep any second.

                              CURTIS
                    So, what now Charlie?

                              CHARLIE
                    I'm just gonna sleep Curtis... just
                    sleep.
                         (Beat)
                    You're welcome to stick around.
                         (With sincerity)
                    In fact, it'd be nice if you did.
                    You're good company.

          Charlie closes his eyes.

                              CURTIS
                    You just passing through?

          Charlie's now half asleep.

                              CHARLIE
                    Not sure. I guess it depends.

                              CURTIS
                    On what?

                              CHARLIE
                    Just something I need to fix...

          Charlie begins to drift off.

                              CHARLIE (CONT'D)
                    ...and I don't know if I can.

          Curtis watches Charlie drift away in the gentle light,
          catches a glimpse of what Charlie might have looked like as a
          young man his own age. Curtis is taken by the image. He's
          growing fond of him.


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