A Perfect Cup By Yana Karin & Angela Bell

470 Flushing Ave Brooklyn NY (201) 674-1076

INT. KITCHEN - DAY In a perfectly aligned order, a cup of sugar, coffee beans in a jar, a coffee grinder, half n half, three white mugs and a French press, are out on the kitchen island. LEROY fumbles about in the fridge until he finally finds what hes looking for. A bodega knockoff brand of Coffee Mate. He frowns, but settles, and begins the lengthy process of realigning the entire assembly of coffee-making products. INT. LIVING ROOM JEREMY and DAN stare at Leroy in disbelief. JEREMY What the fuck is he doing? DAN (shaking his head) Leroys on his coffee kick again. Dudes obsessed with making the perfect cup of coffee. Keeps me up all night with this shit. He hasnt slept in days. JEREMY What. Just. Anyway are we going through with this deal or not? What did Jonny tell you man? DAN Jonnys talkin to the Italians. They found him out after that stint of a favor he did for thos Bay Ridge boys. Fuckers didnt even speak English. Jonny was caught in the "proverbial crosslines" before Leroy comes in with two cups of coffee. He places them on the table. JEREMY Before what? DAN Before hed about had it and gunned Shapiro down. Now the entire town thinks hes some sort of (MORE) (CONTINUED)

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DAN (contd) underground legend. Hes fucking Batman, man. Hes the top of the food chain. Everyone wants in on his dealings.. and your boy right here? Well lets just say we go back. JEREMY Would you cut to the chase? So you know him? What does he want with us? DAN Like I said. Hes messing around with the Italians man. Hes looking for some real reliable networks, and I told him you and I are good for it. That we have some real good shit. Some real good shit. INT. KITCHEN Aggravated with his subpar coffee-making, Leroy finds an unlabeled plastic bag filled with a white powdery substance. He opens it, smells it. Beat. Leroy pours it all into the coffee grinder along with the coffee beans. INT. LIVING ROOM JEREMY And we have it here yeah? Whered you leave it? DAN Its in the kitchen. Dan looks back at Leroy, who starts grinding the beans. JEREMY I dont know about this man... Beat. JEREMY (CONTD) Alright. Make the deal.

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Dan grins and gets out his phone. He leaves the room. Jeremy stays behind and tries to get comfortable. He cant get comfortable. JEREMY (to himself) I dont know, I dont know... The tea kettle whistles. Dan pours it into the coffee press. LEROY Do you want to try some of this? JEREMY No, I dont want to try some of this. Im trying to fucking figure this out so we dont get fucked over. Get out of the kitchen before you fuck this up-- and clean up that fucking coffee. Leroy pours himself a cup and does as hes told. He clears the counter of everything, including the now empty unlabeled plastic bag. He pours the small residue leftover in the bag in his cup before throwing it away. JEREMY Thank you. Leroy, in a caffeinated-crazed spree, has now started cleaning the living room. Jeremy watches Leroy clean. JEREMY Woah, woah, man, you sure you dont want a break? LEROY (shaking his head) Sammys coming later, Dan likes it when its clean. JEREMY What. Wait, wait. Sam? Fucking Sam? My Sammy? LEROY No, no, shes just - s-shes just crashing cause her place is flooded. I swear Jere, I swear. Jeremy thinks about this. He looks at Leroy, then back at the door. Dan comes back. (CONTINUED)

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DAN Alright, so the deal is for tonight. Hes coming here in an hour with the Italians. Jeremy, still in a half-rage, just nods. DAN (CONTD) Yo so, hows your girl Sammy? JEREMY ...ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME MAN!? Dan looks at him confused. JEREMY (CONTD) YOURE FUCKING SAM? YOURE FUCKING MY SAM!? DAN Woah, woah, now hold up here. I never - Leroy?? Dan looks at Leroy, who is now clocked out on the couch and on cloud nine. JEREMY Im going to fucking mess you up man. Ill fucking kill you Jeremy gets on top of Dan and starts beating the living shit out of him. Dan fights back and reaches for a lamp. He knocks Jeremy out with it and manages to escape. The both of them get back on their feet and square off. DAN YO CHILL DUDE. JUST CHILL. Can we talk about this!? Jeremy doesnt want to talk. Jeremy launches at Dan again and they both start at it again. EXT. DRIVEWAY Jonny and two very mean-spirited looking Italians pull up in a black 99 Taurus. They walk to the door.

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INT. LIVING ROOM Jeremy takes a moment from pummeling Dans face in to look up. He sees Jonny and the boys through the window. JEREMY Fuck. Fuck. Leroy, wheres the stuff!? Leroy is passed out in a happy haze of high on the couch, broom still in his hand. Dan struggles to get up to see the Italians too. He curses under his breath. Jeremy runs to the kitchen and starts pulling things out of the cabinets. JEREMY Where is it man!? He suddenly sees the bag on the counter. Then he sees the coffee. Jeremy looks up slowly. JEREMY No... Cut to a shot of a perfect cup of coffee sitting next to a very content Leroy. INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER Leroy groggily wakes up. He looks around. Around him are the dead bodies of Jeremy and Dan. Deeply concerned, he picks up his mug and takes a sip. CUT TO BLACK.