INT. TERRY'S APARTMENT - AFTERNOON
Terry, with wet hair, is getting dressed, checking himself in a mirror. He pulls a battered tweed jacket with leather elbow patches out of his closet and tries it on.
The jacket is a little too large for him, and he fidgets trying to make it hang better. He starts to take it off, and then puts it back on again.
Then he notices a picture of his father as a skinny young soldier--helmet, flak jacket, no shirt.
he spaces out...
FADE
FLASHBACK INT. A DINGY PUB - NIGHT
Young Terry and TERRY'S FATHER are seated at a booth. Terry's Father, a heavy set guy, wears the tweed jacket.
A waitress arrives with their order and sets it on their table.
WAITRESS
Taco salad, cheeseburger plate, well. Two Bo's.
TERRY'S FATHER
Thanks, babe.
Terry's father administers great long squirts of ketchup and mustard and starts wolfing the cheeseburger.
TERRY'S FATHER
(while chewing)
What's with them Birds? They can't get out of their own way.
TERRY
I dunno, I haven't been paying attention lately.
Terry's father slugs down about half his mug.
TERRY'S FATHER
Never shoulda left Memorial Stadium. They had a team back then... Palmer, Murray, Ripkin...
He dunks a big wad of fries into ketchup and stuffs them in his mouth. Terry takes a small sip of beer.
TERRY'S FATHER
Oughta bring back Earl Weaver, that's what they oughta do.
TERRY
They already tried that once.
Terry's Father ignores the remark and takes another big drink.
TERRY'S FATHER
'Member those games we use' ta go to? That guy who would jump up on the dugout roof, and spell out Orioles with his arms... and then you came home and did it for Mom... 'member that?
TERRY
(staring at his plate)
I remember.
Terry picks at his salad. Terry's father drains his mug. The waitress comes by.
WAITRESS
How is everything?
TERRY'S FATHER
'Nuther beer, sweetheart. You, Terry?
Terry grips his nearly full mug, swirls it, and sets it back down.
TERRY'S FATHER
(to the Waitress)
Just one.
The Waitress removes the empty mug and scurries off.
TERRY
(still looking down)
We're going through with it.
TERRY'S FATHER
What?
TERRY
(looking up)
Cortney's going to have the baby.
TERRY'S FATHER
Terry, I thought that was settled.
TERRY
I know, Dad, but we're going to go through with it.
TERRY'S FATHER
What do you mean, we? You're not going to do something stupid, are you?
TERRY
Dad, I promised her I would stand by her...
TERRY'S FATHER
God dammit, Terry, you're making a bad decision...
TERRY
Well, it's my decision... our decision.
TERRY'S FATHER
But you still have time, Terry. Think it over.
TERRY
No!
TERRY'S FATHER
Then let her have the goddam baby. Stay the fuck out of it. We'll settle this up, and you can go on to Auburn.
TERRY
No, I can't...
TERRY'S FATHER
Yes you can! Don't make the same dumb ass mistake I made.
The waitress brings another mug. Terry's father takes a long drink.
TERRY'S FATHER
Jesus, Terry, when I got back from Nam and met your mother, and let all that GI money go to waste... just for a regular piece of ass...
TERRY
Dad, stop it!
TERRY'S FATHER
Son, think it over.
TERRY
(quietly)
Dad, it's too late. We got married this morning.
TERRY'S FATHER
You stupid fool. You stupid goddam fool!
Terry stands abruptly, knocking over his father's beer.
TERRY
Fuck you, old man! I never want to see you again!
TERRY'S FATHER
Terry, wait, I didn't mean...
TERRY
Just fuck you! Just fucking drop dead!
Terry turns and stomps away.
TERRY'S FATHER
Terry, wait...
FADE
INT. TERRY'S APARTMENT - LATE AFTERNOON
Terry sets down the photograph.
CUT