I’ve been publishing a fan-fic-ish episode I wrote turning the Lost Boys movie into a show one act a time. I’m a huge fangirl for this franchise and wrote this 12-13 years ago. Now it’s being put up on Substack for everyone to laugh at, ha!
Catch up with Act I here:
And Act II here:
And Act III here:
On to Act IV!
ACT IV
EXT. HIGH SCHOOL - LATER
Sam walks up to Abuelo’s car, an old truck. Abuelo sits in the car, all dolled up.
ABUELO
Hey Sam! How was your first day?
SAM
Mixed bag.
Sam gets inside and Michael shows up.
MICHAEL
I can’t believe this thing still works.
ABUELO
Don’t knock my precious truck. Now get in, I’m dropping you boys off and heading to the Widow Johnson.
Michael squeezes in
SAM
So that’s why you’re dressed up.
ABUELO
I look good?
SAM
Dapper.
ABUELO
Alright.
INT. ABUELO’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM LATER
Michael and Sam come in, Michael flopping on the couch.
SAM
I’m gonna make a sandwich. You want one?
Michael shakes his head no. Sam goes into the kitchen, opening the fridge. He glances into the living room and sees Michael going upstairs. Sam closes the fridge and goes for the door to the basement. He opens it and descends the stairs into pitch darkness. Fumbling around for a light switch, he finds it. Before him lies a stash of pot planets growing in the basement. He gasps.
He spots another door and goes for it. Tentative, his hand reaches the knob, turns, and throws the door open. Sam SCREAMS bloody murder at the sight, viewing where his grandfather the taxidermist deals with the animals. Sam slams the door shut and stumbles into Michael.
MICHAEL
What’re you doing down here?
SAM
Freaking out!
MICHAEL
You shouldn’t be down here man, it’s a scary place, I told you.
SAM
I believe you now.
MICHAEL
Come on upstairs.
Michael puts an arm around Sam and leads him to the stairs.
SAM
Mike, what’s being stoned like?
Michael laughs.
INTO. ABUELO’S HOUSE - KITCHEN MOMENTS LATER
Michael closes the door behind them.
MICHAEL
You okay?
SAM
I’ll be fine.
MICHAEL
Guess I can’t leave you alone.
SAM
Hey, can you take me to the boardwalk?
MICHAEL
Jesus, you got so scared you want outta the house?
SAM
No, I just, I need to bring some stuff down there.
MICHAEL
You know ma doesn’t like you riding on the back of my bike.
SAM
Is mom here?
Sam looks around, under the chair, behind the fridge.
MICHAEL
Fine. It’ll give me a chance to look for a job anyways.
SAM
That’s the spirit! I’ll be right back.
EXT. BOARDWALK - PARKING LOT LATER
Michael parks in the lot and Sam hops off the back of the bike and takes off his helmet. He’s got his backpack with him.
SAM
Thanks Mike.
MICHAEL
I’ll meet you back here in an hour, got it?
SAM
Yes sir.
Sam runs off onto the boardwalk, a little too eager, and Michael laughs.
INT. VINTAGE VINYL - MOMENTS LATER
Sam walks into the store and spots the Frog Brothers putting some books into boxes.
SAM
Hey guys.
EDGAR
You again.
ALAN
Are you stalking us?
SAM
I said I’d be back. Is the owner here?
EDGAR
Mr. Haim’s at the counter.
SAM
Right, thanks.
A customer finishes paying and Sam walks up to the counter and MR. HAIM (47), the owner of the store, an eccentric but sweet man in a flannel shirt with greying brown hair.
SAM
Hi, are you Mr. Haim?
HAIM
I am indeed. And you are/
SAM
Sam. I have some comics I wanna sell.
Sam opens is backpack and takes out a stack of comics, putting them on the counter.
HAIM
Wow, that’s a lot.
SAM
I have even more at home.
Haim picks up a few, looking them over.
HAIM
Some of these are really valuable. How’d you get these?
SAM
I used to collect them with my dad.
HAIM
And he’s okay with you selling these?
SAM
He’s not around anymore.
HAIM
Oh.
He looks Sam up and down, feeling a little bad for the kid.
HAIM
Well, there’s a lot here, so why don't you come back tomorrow so I can figure out a fair price, hm?
SAM
Okay, thanks.
Haim takes the comics into a back room. Edgar taps Sam on the shoulder.
EDGAR
You like comics?
SAM
Sort of.
EDGAR
Read this.
Alan shoves a comic in Sam’s face, Vampires Everywhere.
SAM
I’m not into horror comics.
ALAN
This one may save your life.
SAM
Are you off your meds?
Sam takes the comic, flipping through it.
ALAN
You’ll thank us someday.
SAM
I doubt that.
EDGAR
Our number’s on the back. Pray you never need it.
SAM
I’ll certainly do that.
Edgar and Alan go back to work. Sam shakes his head.
SAM
(mutters)
Those two are like a cheesy 80’s movie.
Sam goes to leave, but stops in his tracks when a girl enters the store, CLARK, a fresh-faced 15-year-old blonde who looks like she could be in a Neutrogena commercial. She walks over to Edgar and Alan.
CLARK
Hey you two, mom wanted me to tell you she’ll be having her poker friends over tonight.
EDGAR
Ew, they’re gross.
CLARK
At least they don’t hit on you. I’ll see ya.
She walks out of the store and Sam follows her, smitten. She walks down the boardwalk to a family restaurant, Gary & Em’s. Sam followers her inside where she sits at the counter and orders a milkshake. Sam sits next to her.
SAM
Hi.
Clark looks at him confused.
CLARK
Who are you?
SAM
I’m Sam.
CLARK
No last name?
SAM
Lopez-Emerson.
CLARK
A hyphenated kid. You’re one of the new kids, right?
SAM
You’ve heard of me?
CLARK
Small town.
SAM
What’s your name?
CLARK
Um, Clark.
SAM
You’re related to Edgar and Alan?
CLARK
They’re supposedly my brothers. You know them?
SAM
We have homeroom and gym together.
CLARK
Ah, so you know how many screws they’re missing. I swear my mother huffed way too much paint fumes while pregnant with them
Sam laughs loudly, far too enthused. Clark’s milkshake arrives.
SAM
I’ll pay for that.
Sam takes out his wallet and hands over some money, Clark chuckles.
CLARK
This doesn’t make me your girlfriend.
SAM
Do you have a boyfriend?
CLARK
No, And you won’t be him.
SAM
Why not?
CLARK
You’re too young for me. I like older men.
SAM
I turn fourteen in a month.
CLARK
That’s not gonna cut it, kid.
Michael comes out with the owner who pats him on the back. Michael sees Sam and sits with him. Clark straightens up and smooths out her hair at the sight of Michael.
MICHAEL
Sammy, I got a job.
SAM
Here?
MICHAEL
Yep.
SAM
So you can pay to get internet installed?
MICHAEL
Get off it already. Did you do whatever it was you wanted to do?
SAM
Yeah, but I gotta come back tomorrow.
MICHAEL
I’ll take you on my way to work.
SAM
You start tomorrow?
MICHAEL
Duty calls.
Clark’s swirling her straw around in her milkshake, smiling at Michael.
MICHAEL
Um, who’s this?
SAM
This is Clark.
Sam gives her puppy dog eyes. Michael suppresses a laugh.
MICHAEL
Nice to meet you, Clark.
CLARK
Hi. You’re Sam’s brother?
MICHAEL
That I am.
CLARK
Older brother?
MICHAEL
Uh, yeah.
CLARK
Awesome.
SAM
Yeah, awesome.
CLARK
So, you’ll be working here?
MICHAEL
Just as a waiter.
CLARK
Cool. My friends and I come here almost every day after school.
MICHAEL
Good for you.
CLARK
So I guess we’ll be seeing a lot of each other.
MICHAEL
I guess.
SAM
All the time.
Michael stands.
MICHAEL
Well, we better get going little bro. Bye Clark.
CLARK
Bye.
Michael goes to leave but Sam doesn’t budge, staring at Clark. Michael grabs his shoulders and moves him off the stool.
SAM
Hey!
MICHAEL
Come on, we gotta go.
SAM
Oh, okay. See ya Clark.
Michael drags Sam out of the restaurant and they walk to the parking lot.
MICHAEL
Someone’s got a crush.
SAM
I do not.
MICHAEL
You so do. You’re becoming a man, Sammy.
SAM
Already?
MICHAEL
Already.
SAM
I don’t feel any different.
MICHAEL
How do you feel when you look at her?
SAM
Different.
MICHAEL
Exactly.
INT. GNARLY - LATER
It’s dusk outside. Lucy is ringing up a customer while a few others walk around the store. The other cashier, MARIA (21), a short girl with big hair, walks into the store and joins Lucy as the customer walks out with a giant surfboard.
MARIA
Thanks for covering for me.
LUCY
It’s not a problem, but you really should quit, Maria, it’s terrible for you.
MARIA
You sound like Max.
LUCY
He’s right.
MARIA
Every week I say I’m gonna, then I’m right back at it.
LUCY
I guess when you’re ready, it’ll stick.
The day manager, CARLOS (30), comes out from the back room. He kind of looks like if Marc Anthony was an accountant.
CARLOS
Max’ll be here any minute and I’ve gotta head out. You okay here?
MARIA
We don’t need a babysitter, Carlos.
CARLOS
(to Lucy)
Watch her.
Carlos walks out.
MARIS
We dated.
LUCY
I could tell.
MARIA
Big mistake.
LUCY
I could tell. How long have you worked here?
MARIA
Three years. Same as Carlos.
LUCY
Is Max a good boss?
MARIA
Great boss, especially for a white guy. I don’t know what kind of lover he is though.
LUCY
Maria!
MARIA
What? From the way he was talking about you, I think he likes you.
LUCY
You think? What’d he say?
MARIA
Beautiful, sweet, kind, like that. Boys only say that about girls when they like them.
LUCY
He’s not a boy, and I’m certainly not a girl anymore.
MARIA
We’re all boys and girls in our hearts. So if you find out what kind of lover he is, you’ll tell me, right?
Max walks into the store, cool as a cat. Lucy can’t deny there’s something about him.
MAX
Maria, I smelled smoke outside.
MARIA
Sorry boss.
MAX
I just worry about you.
MARIA
I’m young, I’ve got plenty of time.
MAX
(to Lucy)
That’s what we all think at that age.
LUCY
Then we get old really fast and know it’s not true.
MAX
Exactly. So, how has your first day been?
LUCY
Pretty good. Maria and Carlos have been very helpful.
MAX
That’s why I hired them.
MARIA
Not to interrupt, I really do love people saying nice things about me, but I’ve gotta head out early. Hot date.
MAX
And who is it this time?
MARIA
Jerry Rivers.
(to Lucy)
He owns a restaurant in the next town over.
MAX
And is in the mob.
MARIA
Hey, allegedly man, allegedly.
LUCY
That’s not a good word in that context.
MARIA
Adios chica.
Maria leaves the store whistling. Max shakes his head.
MAX
She’s gonna make me go grey.
LUCY
I’m way ahead of you.
MAX
I thought you said you had good kids.
LUCY
They can still give me greys. I take it you don’t have kids?
MAX
No. At least, I don’t think so.
LUCY
True, you men can never really answer that question with certainty.
A Surf Nazi, Skylar, walks into the shop (he was in the first scene on the boardwalk backing up Greg).
MAX
Hey Skylar, what can I do for you?
Max goes to him, the two conversing as Lucy stays behind the counter and David and the Lost Boys stroll in. They flip through t-shirts and eye Max and Skylar. David winks at Lucy. It’s unsettling to her. Skylar notices them.
SKYLAR
What’re you looking at?
DAVID
Just checking out the scenery.
SKYLAR
This isn’t your turf. Get out.
MAX
Now boys, I will have no fighting in my store.
Max seems large, imposing, threatening all of a sudden. The change surprises Lucy. She watches the Lost Boys leave the store.
MAX
Lucy will ring you up, and then you’ll be on your way.
SKYLAR
Yes sir.
Skylar walks to the counter, and Lucy and Max share a look. There’s power in his eyes. And she likes it.
END ACT IV