American Beauty Notes - script for final production

INT. FITTS HOUSE - RICKY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT On VIDEO: JANE BURNHAM lays in bed, wearing a tank top. She's sixteen, with dark, intense eyes. JANE I need a father who's a role model, not some horny geek-boy who's gonna spray his shorts whenever I bring a girlfriend home from school. (snorts) What a lame-o. Somebody really should put him out of his misery. Her mind wanders for a beat. RICKY (O.C.) Want me …

…We're FLYING once again over Robin Hood Trail, ASCENDING SLOWLY. LESTER (V.O.) ...and then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life... (amused) You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry... FADE TO BLACK. LESTER (V.O.) (cont'd) You will someday.