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"JENGA"
EARN
have you talked to Al today?
DARIUS
(staring at Jenga block)
Nah man, I just got here. I haven't
seen him since Sunday. Is he good?
EARN checks his phone, and passes the joint. DARIUS hits it.
EARN
(squinting)
I don't know. He hasn't hit me up in a
minute, and he missed the ice cream
signing. I hope he's just slacking.
DARIUS
He's probably just going off on
uncharted 4. You know, there is no
definite proof that this world is
cosmically preferable to that one.
EARN
(sighs)
yeah. hopefully.
EARN and DARIUS turn a corner, and then stop in their tracks.
There's a crowd of people gathered in front of Al's front
door. A mixed crowd of college kids, groupies, and two large,
serious men in black suits. DARIUS ashes the joint on the
back of his hand and then places it in his frocket.
EARN
(dismissive)
Nope, nah we're not doing that.
EARN
(confused)
I can't find shit online, I've tried
his twitter, snapchat, insta, finsta,
pinterest, and he's not trending or
nothing
DARIUS
(chuckle)
Oh yeah, he's for sure got the hottest
pinterest in the rap game. I forgot
about that.
EARN
You sure y'all weren't doing anything
last night? He didn't mention
anything? Like bringing a horde of
groupies to camp outside his place?
DARIUS
No sir. Last time I spoke to him we
were contemplating Jenga. I've really
been on that for the last couple days.
DARIUS reaches his hand down, and helps pull EARN up onto the
fence.
EARN walks towards AL's sliding back door and pushes on it,
but it does not budge. As he's surveying the door, DARIUS is
observing the backyard patio space. There is some junk lying
around, several potted plants, and a bicycle. DARIUS
carefully inspects the items, then reaches in to a specific
plant and pulls out a key from it.
DARIUS
(proud)
Huzah!
EARN
(inquisitive)
How'd you know that was there?
DARIUS shifts past EARN and places the key in the lock.
DARIUS
Ah, but a simple character study.
Always know which flower to pick.
EARN
(yelling)
Yo, Alfred? Al? Anyone home?
EARN
(stressed)
Al! Are you up?
EARN
(panicked)
Alright, I'm coming in.
EARN breaches the door and breaks through into Al's room.
There is an empty bed, with the sheet and cover draped half
off the side of the bed. The TV is on and the window is
closed.
EARN
(confused)
Huh.
Suddenly, from behind EARN, TRACY slips out of the closet and
puts his hand on EARN's shoulder.
TRACY
Oh, Wassup EARN?
EARN
Ahhhh, fuck, Jesus, TRACY, what're you-
why're you in Alfred's closet.
TRACY
Al's got some dope shit.
EARN
(accusing)
Are you- Are you stealing his clothes?
TRACY
(defensive, yet comfortable)
Nah, Al gave me the A-Okay, he doesn't
even wear most of this shit no more.
TRACY
(offering)
You wanna peep? Most the shit won't
fit you, but there's probably like
socks or some shit-
EARN
Nah, nah, I'm good. Do you know where
Al is? Has he talked to you at all?
TRACY
He hasn't come by here since Monday
night, so I don't know where he at
right now.
EARN
Did he say anything about where he'd
be, or who he'd be with?
TRACY pulls out some cereal from atop the fridge and pours it
in a bowl.
TRACY
Uhhhh... nah. He said he was gonna go
out, get some checkers or some shit,
then he just dipped. Haven't seen him
since.
EARN
(sighs)
TRACY
Oh, and he kept talking about Jenga-
DARIUS
Okay, so I have a theory. Alfred is
doing that thing where you create like
a whole fabrication, and submerge
yourself in a long winded fable of
disbelief, disillusionment, and
mystery, so that when he returns from
the Bermuda triangle the hype on his
album is gonna be stronger than ever-
it's a marketing move. It's a game of
Jenga.
Silence.
TRACY
(blunt)
I think a ni*ga just dead.
EARN
(annoyed)
Do you at least know why there's a
swarm of people outside?
TRACY
(Surprised, yet excited)
People? People People? Like people
with money?
TRACY
(Hyped)
Shiiiiit, I'm finna make some cash out
today.
EARN
Yo, TRACY, we need to find Al, he
hasn't picked up any of my calls for
two days, and he's starting to miss
his appearances.
TRACY
(sorting shirts)
Forreal, I have no idea where that man
is, but you should probably check his
girl Gina's place. That girl is loco,
EARN
Alright, do you have her number or
something
TRACY
(joking)
Psssht, Legit? You think I'm robbin'
him and smashing his girl, damn EARN
you really don't think much of me-
DARIUS laughs.
EARN
(stern)
Nah, I mean can we contact her, you
know, ask her if she's seen Al
anywhere.
TRACY
She's on Parkway and Pine St., she's
got the red door and the ugly
Christmas lights. You'll know it.
TRACY
Good luck y'all, ima hustle.
DARIUS
Peace.
TRACY
(Yelling)
Yooooo- Cop yourself some Paperboi
merch, we got shirts, hoodies, this
shit is exclusive, we sell market
price baby
EARN
DARIUS, you wanna hit GINA's place?
DARIUS
(stacking Jenga blocks)
EARN
DARIUS, I know you don't really
believe in stress-
DARIUS
(under his breath)
conceptually it doesn't make sense
EARN
(genuine)
Yeah, but honestly, do you think Al's
okay?
DARIUS
AL's chances at existence are about
just as probable as my own. We're self
preserving, and that's what I think
he's doing. He's just self preserving.
EARN
(disheartened)
Yeah. I don't know why he'd dip like
that though.
DARIUS
Maybe he felt too routine. Maybe's
he's testing himself. Not a lot of
people know about it, but Gandhi used
to sleep naked with 12 year old girls.
He said it was a test of self control.
EARN side-eyes DARIUS, he's not buying it. He looks back out
the window.
EARN
That's fucked up.
DARIUS
Call it what it is, but you can't cook
an egg if you never played with fire-
EARN
So you think Alfred is out cooking
eggs right now?
DARIUS
Nah man, I just think, if Alfred is
out there, he knows what he's doing.
EARN
I guess.
DARIUS
He said on parkway and pine, so it
should be-
EARN and DARIUS get out of the car, and start to walk onto a
plot of land. The property is empty, grass growing, trash
lying around, a mostly vacant plot of land. In the front of
the plot of land, there is just a single bright red door,
with Christmas lights lazily draped down the side of the
door. It sits awkwardly in the middle of the land. Further
back, there is a small building, one story, and small. The
door is brown and the place looks mundane and grey.
The door swings open, EARN's fist stays up in the air, and
then he awkwardly retracts it.
GINA
(welcoming)
EARN! DARIUS! Hey you guys,
GINA hugs DARIUS and then EARN, both of them are passive and
not into it. DARIUS squirms a little.
GINA
Well come on in, you guys look tired.
EARN
Yea, GINA we're actually a little busy
right now, we're trying to find Al-
GINA
Alfred? Come right in, I'll go get him
from the bedroom. Y'all can wait here,
there's some water and Jenga on the
table.
DARIUS and EARN walk into the small home, and sit down on a
couch in the living room. There is a coffee table in front of
them, with a Jenga stack and three bottles of water. EARN
grabs a bottle and has a sip, and DARIUS starts observing the
Jenga stack carefully.
CLOSE UP
DARIUS slowly pulls out a single piece from the side of the
Jenga tower.
EARN and DARIUS both turn around and look at the bedroom
door. No movement. Silence.
EARN
(concerned)
That's weird.
DARIUS
(hushed)
Didn't TRACY say something about her
being whacko?
EARN and DARIUS both stand up, and start slowly moving
towards the bedroom door. EARN puts up his karate stance.
They're both right outside the door-
GINA
(Too Sweet)
EARN
Nah, GINA, what's going on with Al?
GINA
Psssht, he's good, he's just a bit
tired right now. Anyways, EARN how's
managing going? I've heard you've been
killing it promotional.
EARN
(suspicious)
Yeah, we've been doing aight. We'd be
better if Al was actually here.
GINA
Haha. Yeah..
Beat.
GINA
(not making eye contact)
Have you considered branching out?
EARN
What?
GINA
(shuffling around in kitchen)
Like, moving forward, ya know. New
clients?
EARN
Nah, Alfred's family, and I don't
really no why I'd-
GINA
Tell you what, you listen to my man
for 10 minutes, and you decide for
yourself.
EARN
Your man?- Wha- Gina, do you eve-
EARN walks towards the bedroom door, GINA runs past him, and
jumps in front of the door.
GINA
Okay wait, just hear me out.
EARN
(frustrated)
GINA, open the door
EARN reaches for the knob, GINA grabs it at the same time.
GINA
Stop- You're gonna- Just give me-
EDUARDO
(signaling other stripper, under
his breath)
yo- he's here
EDUARDO
(like he's presenting a power
point)
Yoooo, whatsup, my name's Ed-U-Cate,
my real names Eduardo.
EARN
GINA, what the fuck?
GINA
Okay but y'all ought to listen to him
though, he's fire-
EARN
(looking back to DARIUS)
Nah, we gotta get out of here-
EDUARDO
(scream)
HEY!
GINA
(comforting)
hey, no it's alright
EDUARDO
(sobbing)
They don't even wanna hear me.
GINA
They do, I promise, they'll hear a
song or two, can y'all hear a song or
two?
EARN
(trying to be nice)
Hey, I'm sorry- we just don't have a
lot of tim-
EARN DARIUS
I mean, we could probably Yea, or something, it's cool
hear a song
EDUARDO
(pitiful)
Really?
EARN
(dismissive)
Yea man, we just gotta get going soo-
EDUARDO
(excited, quick)
Oh, you are not gonna regret this,
lemme play a beat real fast.
EDUARDO
(aggressive and confident)
yo Ed-u-cate, elab-or-ate, Im a real
OG like a paper plate, at a barbeque,
and I'm making food-
Cuts to black.
EARN
You still got that joint?
DARIUS
(content)
Oh yes sir.
DARIUS reaches into his frocket, and pulls out the Jenga
piece from earlier. He throws it into the back of his car. He
then pulls out the half of a joint left, and hands it to
EARN. EARN starts to light it.
DARIUS
Cuckolds are like sexual Buddhists.
EARN
(spit take, but with smoke.
coughing)
Hu- what?
DARIUS
Yeah, like guys who'd let their
friends fuck their wives.
EARN
Buddhists?
DARIUS
(sure of himself)
Yes sir.
EARN
(pause)
Huh. I kinda see it.
ALFRED TRACY
Ohhhhhh, you're fucking done Shut up, this game's dumb
boy, get outta here man I don't even fuck with
this
DARIUS and EARN walk into the house. DARIUS looks pleased,
EARN is confused.
ALFRED
(Amused)
Oh wassup boys, you just seen me
destroy this grown ass man
TRACY
(under his breath)
Man, fuck you and your stupid
buildablocks bullshit
DARIUS
(hyped)
Oh you know I'm for sure hopping on
the next game.
EARN
(a little pissed)
ALFRED
(dismissive)
Oh shiiiit, my bad man, I totally
bailed on that ice cream signing shit
and I left my phone on the Metro.
Shoulda called or something. I was at
my friend, Jerome's place. He's got
that sick new VR Headset and shit, man
its tight, it's like the future of-
EARN
Okay- Yeah- Wait- who were those fans
outside your place today?
ALFRED
(unsure)
Fans? Out here? Man, I don't know.
Fans are fans. I don't control them.
ALFRED
(inviting)
EARN, you wanna hop on this game?
EARN
Why? It's gonna fall apart.
DARIUS
Yeah, but that's the best part.
Cut to black.
fin.