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05/15/2000
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INT. COMMERCIAL -
SET
DAY
{BLACKWHITE)
&
PERKYCOMMERCIAL
MUSIC plays as an attrac~ive,
June Cleave~-
type MODEL
gestures
toward a shiny black
HEARSE
on a
from the
pedestal.
We're in what seems to be a
TV
CO:MMERC!AL
ea=ly 1960s (even though the hearse itself
is the latest
model.)
contemporary
ANNOUNCER
(
V.
0. )
Presenting
the new Millennium Edition XL-
500
Funeral Ca::-::-iage! Sized to
accommodate even the largest
caskets,
the
XL-500 offers your loved one the very
latest
in style and comfort--
The commercial ends abruptly,
as if someone switched
off. MUSIC
ENDS
and the
SCREEN
GOES BLACK.
We
HEAR
Bing Crosby singing
FADE IN:
EXT.
PASADENA
STREET
AFTERNOON
-
,~
"I
I
the
TV
LL BE HOMEFOR CHRISTMA.S.,,
\.,.
..
~
two-lane street
lined with small
LOOKINGDOWN
a
quaint,
on
businesses.
CHRISn,1'..AS
DECORATIONS lamp posts,
on
in store
ARMYSANTAstands
on the sidewalk,
windows. A SALVATION
RINGING his. BELL. A shiny black HEARSE, just like the one in
the commercial,
glides beneath us.
INT. HEARSE
CONTINUOUS
-
NATBANl:EL R~TCHCOCK (56)
drives,
smoking a CIG~.RETTE. A
somewhat severe face, but too weary to be menacing. Bing
Crosby sings "I'LL BE HOMEFOR CHRISTMAS"on the RADIO.
NATHANIEL
(sings along)
FOR CHRIST--MAS
I'LL BE HOME
...
PLAN
ON
ME •..
YOU CAN
·A CELL PHONERINGS.
NATHANIEL(cont'd)
(answers phone, businesslike).
Nathan~~l Hitchcock.
•
EXT. FUNERAL - CONTINUOUS
HOME
We're MOVINGslowly past a large,
slightly
been around for
a
while.
TUDORHOMEthat's
doors and electric
CANDLESin the windows.
lit SIGN that reads:
fanciful
TWO-STORY.
WREATHS the
on
·
REVEALan artfully
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SIX FEETUNDER
05/15/2000
CONTINUED:
- :.
RJ:TCHCOCK
AND SONS
Ft:JNERAL
DJ:BECTORS
dignified
service
since
1944
We MOVEaround the building
to an empty PARKINGLOT. MOVING
toward AN ILLUMINATED
WINDOW the second floor:
on
RUTH (O.C.)
Nathaniel,
it's
Ruth. Di¢ you
take
blood pressure
medication
today?
NATHANIEL
(O.C.)
your
(over phone line)
Yes.
RUTH (O.C.)
Don't
lie
to
me.
NATHANIEL
(
0. C. )
I took it. What do you want
me
to do,
O.D.
on
it?
RUTH
(O.C.)
Oh, and I just realized
we don't
of that s.oy stuff Nate drinks--
have any
INT. KITCHEN CONTINUOUS
-
CLOSE on a WOMAN'S
HANDS: slicing
vegetables,
grating
pounding steak,
with alarming ferocity
and speed.
RUTH (O.C.)
cheese,
You know, since he gave up milk?
know what it's
called.
NATHANIEL
( 0.
C
• )
I don't
(over phone line)
Why
not
just cut some milk with tap
water? He'll never know the difference.
We PAN up to
R'O'l'R
HITCHCOCK(55),
hunched over the kitchen
counter,
holding the phone up to her ear with her shoulder.
Dressed conservatively,
but there's
a
certain
earthiness·
underneath.
•
RUTH
(not funny)
go.
Look, if you don't want to go, I'll
It's
not as.if
I don't have enough to do
already.
-
SIX FEET
UNDER
05/15/2000
-
3.
INT. HEARSE CONTINUOUS
-
N~.TH.?I.NIEL
I'll
get some. But it'll
I'm kidding.
have to be after I pick Nate up at the
airport,
I'm
running late already ...
He takes
a drag off his
cigarette.
INT.
KITCHEN
CONTINUOUS
-
Ruth stops
slicing
and stands
RUTH
up straight.
( into phone)
Nathaniel,
are you smoking?.:.
Yes, you
are,
I
heard you ... Look, forget you'll
give yourself
cancer and die a slow and
horrible
death. You should not be
stinking
up that new hearse.
sits at the kitchen table.
Equal parts
stuffy and intense,
he wears a tie. He looks
up
from the
magazine he's reading:
Modern
Mortuary.
DAV.CD HZTCHCOCK (31)
I
told
DAVID
you not to let
RUTH
him take
it.
Like
I
could've
stopped him. He's every
bit as proud of that thing as your fool
brother was of that damn motorcycle
he
had in high school. And who still
has a
pin in his foot?
( in to phone}
Nathaniel,
people want things ta be nice
when there's
a funeral.
They don't want
their loved ones riding around in
something that smells like
an
ashtray.
INT· .HEARSE CONTINUOUS
-
All right,
promise.
(he doesn't)
See you tonight.
NATHANIEL
I'm quitting
right
no-...-, I
-
Nathaniel
hangs up_. He sings along to the RADIO, his
cigarette
dangling between his lips.
THROUGH
THE DRIVER'S
WINDOW see a BUS approaching
we
at HIGH SPEED, as Nathaniel
pulls into an intersection.
He never even sees it coming.
SIX FEET
UNDER,
05/15/2000
- ~4.
EXT.
PASADENA
STREET
CONTINUOUS
-
The BUS SLAMSinto the d=iver's
SQUEAL, GLASS SHATTERS, there's
BENDING, and then ...
Nothing
but
side of the hearse.
TIRES
a
sickening
CRUNCH METAL
of
the
SOUND
of Bing Crosby
SINGING ..
BING CROSBY
{on radio)
... I'LL BE HOMEFOR CHRIST--111-.S
...
ONLY
IN MY DREAMS.
IF
INT.
KITCHEN -
CONTINUOUS
Ruth, still
chopping
cut, frowning.
food,
nicks
her
finger.
She examines
the
DAVID
(throws down his magazine)
That new hearse was a total waste of
money. Does Dad really
think people
choose a funeral home based on who has
the coolest
wheels?
RUTH
I think
mid-life
your father's
crisis.
DAVID
having
some sort
-
of
There was
nothing
wrong with the old one.•
That money would have been so much better
spent re-paneling
the chapel,
or adding
coffee bars to the slumber rooms--
RUTH
he buy himself a fancy
I'd much rather
new hearse than leave me for a younger
woman. Or
a
woman my age, for that
matter.
Or, heaven forbid,
a man, like
my
cousin Hannah's husband did.
(shakes her head)
God sure has dealt that poor woman some
blows in this life.
•
•
David smiles
faintly,
gets
up and crosses
to help?
to her.
-DAVID
Mom, can I do anything
)
\
(CONTINUED)

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