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Int. Dorm Room - afternoon


Ian M. Bedford, 19, and his brother, Sam R. Bedford, 19, open the door to the room and enter, Ian with a non-plussed look on his face, and Sam with an interested expression. They are talking to each other, and carrying two duffel bags each.


Ian


(Bored) Well this place is larger than I thought.



Sam


(incredulous) What are you talking about? It's tiny. Did you expect, like, a prison cell?



Ian


No, I'm just keeping to plain reality.


Sam


This is it, man. What a place. I can't wait to invite people over...this is our pad for the next...eight? Nine?


Ian


Eight months.


SAM


Yeah, eight months. Good times ahead.


IAN


If you say so.


Sam strides over to the bathroom and peeks in.


SAM


Not bad, not bad.


IAN


The bathroom meets your requirements? You won't be wetting your pants this semester, will you?


SAM


You wish. Yeah, everything does. What about you? Nothing, I bet.


Ian stares, then addresses a bed with interest.


IAN


I think I will take this one.


SAM


Why?


IAN


(Sardonically) Well, see, I'd rather take this than the floor.


sam


What a surprise. Not that you'll be using much of it.


Ian


(ignoring him)


Want to unpack?


Sam


Guess we'll have to before I can check out the new student commons.


ian


Waste of space that is.


sam


Welcome to college, my brother.


INT. DORM ROOM - late afternoon


Ian and Sam are busy decorating the room and arranging their personal items to their specifications; Sam tapes up a poster of "LMFAO" while Ian arranges photographs on a desk near his bed. We cut to this activity in quick takes.


sam


You know, since we'll be sleeping in the same room, we should probably go over a few things.


ian


Like what?


SAM


Like, well, how close our stuff is put to each other.


ian


Really? Get serious. You worried my iPod will transfer its chicken pox to yours?


sam


Haha. No, I mean like how your photos are staring at me.


zoom in:


Ian stares in disbelief.


sam


I mean it. I don't want our parents watching us sleep.


Ian continues staring.


CUTAWAY:


The dorm room door opens and in steps MARCIN, 19, best friend of both brothers. He is a very positive, bright person and good feelings radiate from him. He is pleased to see Ian and Sam.


Marcin


Guys! Great to see you! Ready for school?


Ian


Hey Marcin. Yeah, we are, though Sam's got some issues. (Rolls his eyes)


Marcin looks past Ian at Sam, brightening into a smile.


SAM


Nah - can't wait for school tomorrow. We're just setting up our dorm room, though I wish I could have gotten my own.


MARCIN


Oh, well, this is going to be fun! I just checked in -


female Voice (O.S.)


Hey Marcin!


MARCIN


(Turns around at the voice in instant recognization) Valerie! (turns back toward the brothers) Want me to help you pack in?



Ian


Sure, that would be great.


Sam


Yeah, thanks a lot Marcin. I need help with this Foster the People poster and Ian probably wouldn't move to touch it.


Ian


I'm just going to re-arrange my photographs.


Sam


Great, so they aren't creepy.


Ian


No, I'm making sure they face away from me and keep a close watch on you.


Sam sees a pencil and throws it swiftly at Ian, who ducks.


Sam


You know, Marcin, this is gonna be the place to be for the next few months. I'm already planning our first party.


MARCIN


Oh, yeah? When is that?


Ian


When I'm not here no doubt.


sam


Don't know yet. But yeah, when he's not here. (Gestures at Ian)


MARCIN


Well that'll be fun, please let me know when that is.


ian


Hey, Sam, do you have the wireless set up yet?


sam


The wireless? I don't know how that works, I was hoping you or Marcin would figure that out.


ian


It's not hard, you just need your FirstClass I.D. and password.


sam


FirstClass?


MARCIN


Yeah, it's the school's student-teacher online liaison system, where you view your marks and stuff.


sam


Never heard of it.


Ian


Figures. I'll just use my own password.


Sam


Hey, how do you figure that out?


Marcin


It's on your schedule.


Sam


Which is where?


Ian


On the car seat next to you when we drove in with mom and dad.


sam


It's probably still there.


(a beat)


Oh well, we'll just use your schedule, it's the same as mine.


Ian


Regrettably.


Opening theme


INT. Hallways - Algonquin College


Sam and Ian are walking down a hallway, arguing.


Ian


This isn't going to last, is it?


Sam


I remember the good ol' times in high school when we didn't have classes together.


ian


How could you leave something on the seat next to you like that?


sam


How could Marcin's classes be in the opposite direction?


ian


I'm wondering the same thing.


sam


No you're not.


Focus on them from behind as they walk away


ian


Of course I am.


sam


Am not.


ian


You're being an idiot!


sam


No, you are.


ian


This won't last.


sam


Am not.


Ian


Idiot!


int. class room - morning - algonquin college


Wide: Classroom


Students fill in and sit down at the tables talking amongst themselves as the professor arranges stuff in his briefcase on the desk.


students (Random speech)


I wonder if we'll be writing stories?


Get those balls out of here!


This Pistan guy move around a lot?


Nah, this ain't my class, but who cares?


Guy? You talk guy?


Henrietta, I can't talk on the phone now, I'm starting class.



focus on the door


IAN and SAM enter the room within a group of students all entering at once. Ian turns and walks down the middle aisle between the desks, and Sam, watching him, purposefully skirts the back of the room, finding a seat near the back corner. The class slowly settles down.


cut to


The PROFESSOR, FREDERICK PISTAN, 53, standing at the desk.


pistan


All right guys, settle down, settle down. It is with mild interest that I welcome you to this Introduction to Research Class. I am your professor, and my name is Frederick Pistan, however you will refer to me as Dr. Pistan.


(a beat)


Now, unfortunately for me, I cannot jump into our curriculum just yet. We will be spending this class going over this course's outline, which every professor in this institution is required to do, I'm afraid.


Pistan moves to the computer and unfreezes the projector, revealing a very official-looking document. Most of the class makes restless noises.


focus on


Ian, who perks up


cut to


Sam, who rests his head on the table. As Sam faces the surface of his desk, we then focus on a boy sitting next to him. He has light-brown hair and a fun-seeking face. He is KEVIN HALEY, 18, and he finds himself relating to Sam.


KEvin


Hey, man. Can't stand it already?


sam


(looks up attentively)


Not if he's gonna read that.


KEVIN


I hear you. I'm not looking forward to this research class.


sam


Me neither. It's one of the things about college I try not to think about.


MEANWHILE, Prof. Pistan is beginning to read the course outline.


kevin


You know, I feel the same way. It would be a lot funner if college was more extra-curricular and less academic.


Pistan


Introduction to Research is an introductory course that is a requirement for completion of this program. Our course number is SCR3003 and it is about forty-five cumulative hours. If you examine the objectives, we are essentially teaching you how to research effectively and properly, and how to avoid plagiarism. Correct usage of the MLA format, as well as the less-used APA format to quote or reference source material will also be covered. There are no prerequisits for this course. As we go over the description (reads description word-for-word) "This course teaches students how to find the information and resources they need  for written projects. Through class exercises, assignments and individual research projects, students learn to find historical, cultural and statistical informations in a variety of locations."


sam


Well yeah! What are the dorm rooms, the commons, the clubs, the real activities for? But everything has to have some sort of catch to it, you know.


kevin


(Crestfallen)


Yeah, I know. I know. Where are you from?


Sam


I'm here with this annoying brother. We're from Eganville.


Kevin


Where's that?


Sam


Bonnechere Valley.


kevin


(Still confused)


That doesn't answer my question.


sam


(a beat)


Where are you from?


KEVIN


I live in Kanata. Yeah, see, it's about 13 kilometres in a straight line going slightly northwest from here.


SAM


(Mildly amused)


I see.


(a beat)


I don't know how many kilometres in a straight line Eganville is from here.


cut to:


Ian stares at Pistan as he goes on with a cynical eyebrow raised. He is not impressed with the professor's attitude or pretentiousness. Slightly annoyed, he raises his hand.


Focus on:


Pistan looks up from the monitor and notices Ian with his hand up.


pistan


Yes?


Ian


(Slow, chooses his words carefully)


I was wondering about the state of, uh, the facilities of which we use to perpetuate our class curriculum, as well as, uh, your - and others' - willingness to be open, approachable, and encouraging while avoiding a, uh, curt or supercilious manner.


Pistan


(Realizing Ian is picking on his personality in the midst of a dense question)


You need not to worry about the facilities. Your assignments will very obviously be done on computer or notepad, and our systems are modern and usable. We will teach you how to use resources as it says in this document I am going over. As for openness and clarification, I would recommend that you or any other students check in with the Centre for Students with Disabilities if you require any extra time or help in the event that you have any kind of disability, as you seem to have suggested. Now, as I was going over, the expected learning outcomes for this class are a proficiency in efficient research methods, accurate references in work, and...


focus on:


Ian sits there, looking outwardly shocked and affronted.


cut to sam and Kevin


sam


(Sigh) That's my brother.


KEVIN


(Curious and pondering)


I wonder if I should check with the disability centre, just in case.


Int. Dorm Room - Afternoon


Ian walks through the door by himself, without anyone else. He closes the door and walks straight to the bed where he flops down on it face-first. He is not happy. His first professor in his first class made his entire inquiry and personality seem redundant, small, and idiotic. He stays there.


Five minutes later...


focus on the door


Sam and his new friend, Kevin, walk into the room feeling tall and accomplished; they just got through their first class without worrying about an assignment or being put on the spot by the prof., unlike Ian. Sam notices Ian first.


sam


Hey Ian! Feeling good today?


Kevin


He doesn't look like it.


Sam


(loudly)


Nah, he's just pissed because that Pistan idiot made him out to be an idiot.


ian


(Into his pillow)


Go away guys, please.


Sam


Oh come on man, don't let that bloke ruin your day. Meet Kevin.


Ian


I don't want to meet Kevin right now.


Sam


Sure you do.


Kevin


What's up guy?


Ian


Come on, just leave me alone


Sam looks at Kevin, then strides over to the side of Ian's bed and crouches down next to him.


sam


We're not going anywhere man. I brought Kevin back here to show off our dormroom and to meet you - Now of course I wouldn't normally introduce my friends to you, but he's in our class. Lighten up.


Ian


(Big groan)


I'm tired and you won't leave me alone.


Sam


As long as we share a room, that sadly will never be a reality. Sit up. Say hi to Kevin - please?


Ian responds by raising his head, bracing his arms on the mattress, and whipping his pillow at Sam, who simply catches it.


sam


You know, I think you should leave instead. You're really making me feel stupid for bringing Kevin back here to this lump that you are.


Ian


Screw you!


Ian jumps out of the bed, strides to the door, and leaves the room.


Ext. Dormitories - Algonquin College - afternoon


Ian exits the building through the main doors and sits down on the front steps. Few people are around. We focus in on him sitting hunched sadly on the steps. The day couldn't get any worse.


A beat, and the door opens up behind him. We PULL OUT to see Kevin striding out of the door that Ian just exited. He sees him sitting there, and quietly sits down next to him.


Kevin


Hey man. You really don't seem happy.


ian


Looks that way.


kevin


I know. So...


(a beat)


Uh...Sam's a nice guy.


Ian


To you.


KEVIN


Aw, now don't say that. He's your brother.


ian


Biologically.


Kevin


(sighs)


You guys aren't close eh? Well, you should get used to it at some point. If I were in your shoes I wouldn't survive if I had your personality.


Ian


(Accusatory, apprehensive)


And what personality is that exactly? A disabled one? A tiny one?


Kevin


A pessimistic one.


Ian


(Non-committal)


Uh-huh.


Kevin


Look. That Piston ass is not going to ruin your entire year. If you didn't realize this, he insulted everyone in that room as well as you, because they were all wondering the same thing - is this guy gonna be an easy teacher? Who wants to approach a guy like that? You were the only one with the guts to point it out to him, and ask him. You gotta look at it from a brighter angle. Think of all the great times we're gonna experience here! Residence is a great place to be! I wish I could live in residence, but I only live in Kanata, and you know what? Kanata's boring!


Ian


Not as boring as Eganville.


Kevin


Let's not talk about what town is more boring. Listen to me: I may not be an academic person, I may be a bit bone-headed at times - believe me - but you're only going to alienate yourself from everyone around you if you spend your day with your head hunched and your expectations at an all-time low.


Ian


Who are you to me anyway? I don't know you.


Kevin


(annoyed)


I'm trying to know you, man! But you're lying there with your face in a pillow! You're sulking outside on these steps looking like you're the saddest guy on earth! I might as well be heaven-sent because I'm trying to make the effort where no one else will, your brother being the king of those people! Don't sit around distancing yourself. Don't ask 'why?' all the time. Just go with the flow.


Ian


You take some sort of psychiatry class or something?


Kevin


Man, I'm just a good-natured guy who's a little extraverted and interested. I didn't take no class. I don't wanna take no class either. Just lighten up. It'll do you, me, your brother, everyone good.


Ian


I hate Mr. - I mean Dr. - Pistan.


Kevin


Hate is a strong word, guy. But we all do, Ian. You're in equal, and good, company. We're all in this together. Now you wanna go back to the dorm?


Ian


I guess. What's Sam doing?


Kevin


I don't know. Last time I saw before I left he was arranging some photographs.


Ian


Of course he is. He thinks our parents are watching him as he sleeps. You know, you remind me of Marcin.


Kevin


(taken aback)


What? Your photos? Who's Martian?


Ian


Not Martian. Marcin. It's Polish for Martin.


Kevin


Why not just say Martin?


ian


Because it's not Martin, it's - never mind. You just remind me of him.


KEVIN


Who's Martian - I mean Marcin?


Ian


A friend of ours. Always bursting with overwhelming, almost frivolous, positivity.


Kevin


Does he go here?


Ian


Yeah. Theatre arts.


Kevin


Cool, neat. You should be more like him then, I guess. But anyway, wanna go back now?


Ian


What are you guys doing? I don't want to be around Sam if he's annoyed with me.


Kevin


We're just hanging out, I want to get to know you. I think residence is a neat place. As for your brother, I wouldn't worry about him. I'll break the ice.


Ian


You sure?


Sam


I'm sure as I always am. Come on, let's go.


Both get up together. Kevin holds out his hand cordially.


Kevin


I'm Kevin Haley by the way. It's nice to, well, properly meet you now.


Ian


Sure. You know I'm Ian.


They shake hands, then turn to go back inside the building.


INT. DORM ROOM - AFTERNOON


SAM is sitting on his bed with a laptop on his lap. We slowly pull out from him to reveal more of the room and the door. The door then opens to admit Ian and Kevin.


KEVIN


What up!


SAM


Hey! Why'd you bring Ian back here?


IAN


(Turning)


I'll leave.


KEVIN


No - come sit with us.


Ian


(sighs)


Okay.


Ian and Kevin move to sit down on the edge of Ian's bed, facing Sam, who turns towards them.


SAM


Right, so I was just arranging these songs - want to listen to them?


Ian


(Abruptly)


Goodbye.


Kevin


No - wait!


Sam


It's no good, don't bother. He can't stand listening to my music.


Kevin


What? Huh? Why not? Ian!


Ian moves towards the door, and as he opens it, he reveals MARCIN, his back on the doorway, waving to someone passing by right before he intends to knock.


MARCIN


Nice seeing you again, Robin!


(Marcin turns towards the doorway)


Ian! How you doing? How was your first day?


Ian


Not what I was expecting.


Marcin breezes past him, into the room. Ian closes the door, not leaving but staying to see what happens.


Sam


Hey Marcin! How was your day?


Marcin


Great! I saw Mark, Heather, Bradley, Samantha, Duncan, Haleigh, Vicki, Robin, Brooke, Darren, and Leah!


sam


Who?


Ian


That's a lot of people.


Sam


That's theatre arts, I guess. This is Kevin, Marcin.


kevin


Oh! I've heard of you, you're that martian dude!


ian & marcin


'Marcin,' actually.


sam


It's Polish for Martin.


KEVIN


Uh, well, why don't I just call you that then?


marcin


Sure thing, I don't mind. Hey, I love expanding my close-knit circle of friends. Where are you from?


Kevin


Kanata. It's boring there.


Marcin


Nonsense! I love it there! They have an amazing bedrock layer underneath all that soil!


kevin


Oh, yeah, you can't beat that.


(To Ian)


You were right. I don't think I've seen anyone else more jumpy and enthusiastic.


IAN


I guess you can add Kevin to that list of names you listed a second ago.


Marcin


Totally! Can't wait for tomorrow.


ian


Yeah. We have someone named Strum.


sam


Boring! Anyway, he won't be nearly as bad as Pistan I should hope, right?


Kevin


Oh yeah, I almost forgot about him!


IAN


I wish I could.


INT. CLASS ROOM - MORNING - ALGONQUIN COLLEGE


Focus on SAM, kevin & Ian as they walk in together.


Kevin and Sam sit together as Ian walks away, but Kevin beckons to Ian to sit with them. Ian shrugs and the tree sit together.


STUDENTS (RANDOM SPEECH)


Guy, you awake? Guy? Guy?


I hope Pistan doesn't teach this class.


No, Henrietta, I don't want to talk to Brett, I'm in class...yes, I'm in class already.


Is this guitar class?


This class is the only reason I'm in this program.


Sam


What class is this?


IAN


What does your schedule say?


sam


Haha. I don't know.


kevin


I think it's fiction class.


ian


Creative writing class. I'm really looking forward to this one.


sam


I'm not.


kevin


Then why are you here? This is the best class of all of them.


IAN


Sam just copied everything I did when I applied to college. I bless our parents' ignorance of why they spent their money on him to come here when all he wants to be is Van Wilder.


sam


Kevin, why did you ask my brother to sit with us? I like to write. It should be an interesting class.


Cut to classroom seen from the front


Into the room strides Prof. Harold Strum, 44. With a jaunty step, he reaches the front of the room with a content look on his face.


Focus on Strum


Strum


Good morning everyone! What a full class we have. My name is Harold Strum, but please call me Harold. It is my great pleasure to impart my knowledge to everyone in this room and to contribute to your success in this program.


student 1


I have a question.


strum


Go ahead!


STUDENT 1


What kind of facets of fiction are we going to focus on?


strum


Great question! We'll be doing all sorts of neat things from humor interpretation to dialogue, from character ethos to the unreliable narrator.


STUDENT 1


Oh, cool!


Strum


Yes. Now, everyone, unfortunately I have to dramatically do what every professor does and read the course documents...


Kevin and sam as they sigh and roll their eyes


strum


strum


...But I'm going to just paraphrase it as this: This is a creative writing course. I am your professor. There is assignments and projects and cheating isn't allowed. I trust your judgment. All cool?


The entire class murmurs in agreement.


strum


Cool. Let's just say that, fictionally, I read every single clause and paragraph and notion and agreement, and it was a mundane narrative that wasn't worthy of an actual story that everyone will forget by tomorrow.


kevin


I like this guy.


sam


Me too.


IAN


Everyone?


sam


Yeah, I think so.


Ian puts up his hand. Strum notes him.


strum


Yes?


IAN


Hi Mr. Strum...


strum


Harold.


ian


Harold. I have something to say.


STRUM


Go ahead, I'm all ears.


ian


We like you.


Pull out to reveal the entire class


Everyone smiles, chuckles, and agrees heartily.



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