(Youth In Revolt 2) Revolting Youth: The Further Journals of Nick Twisp (Youth In Revolt 3) Young and Revolting: The Continental Journals of Nick Twisp. YOUTH IN REVOLT. INT. ESTELLE'S KITCHEN - DAY. Nick regards Jerry from across the dining room table. There is the off-screen sound of a cretin slurping. Youth In terney.info - Download as PDF File .pdf), Text File .txt) or read online.
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Nick looks with nonchalance. What am I gonna do. I think your sister is just waging psychological warfare. I might have to kill myself. NICK Maybe your just not wacking off enough. DAY In the clearing. Lefty watches the copulating couple with a pair of binoculars. NICK I dunno. As Lefty jerks it. Then I look at this issue of Better Homes and Gardens that has a girl that looks just like Millie until it gets good and hard.
NICK Why don't you just have your parents take you to the dick doctor?
I think it's starting to straighten out. NICK Still. What if I shove it up the wrong hole? They want their money back. NICK Oh. Jerry hollers from the kitchen where Estelle gapes out the window.
Nick calmly joins them from upstairs. I guess there was a banana in the transmission.
Those sailors came by. Are you kidding? It would kill them to know that I even get hard-ons. Jerry bolts up the stairs.
I'm in the right. The sailors are here. What happens when the sailor comes back for his nine- hundred dollars? The two big guys with bad haircuts hold Jerry off the ground while the earnstwhile Chevy owner goes through his pockets.
Jerry first starts to dart one way and then another. NICK Jerry. Thirty days or thirty feet. They peer out the window and find the fleet on the front steps. Whichever comes first. And then the front door gets kicked open and a mob of sailors pour in. Jerry loses his grasp step by step. Jerry flees. Just tell them you are in the right. And on cue comes the ring of the doorbell and the simultaneous pounding of angry Navy fists on the back door.
One of the sailors pokes Jerry in the gut hard and he whimpers. Jerry dusts himself off and puts on a pretense of being unfazed. The moment they pull out. It's all I got.
They actually think I'm stupid enough to let them muscle me into paying. I'm taking the sixty-three. Take the Lincoln! I want my nine-hundred dollars. Nick raises his hands. NICK Eight hundred and thirty seven. Have it by tomorrow or you'll be found in the trunk of your new used piece of shit at the bottom of the Bay. I swear. Please don't hurt me. And with that they release him and Jerry crumples to the floor like an abandoned marionette. Her halter top looks like an advertisement for Droop City.
We are going to Ukiah for a last minute vacation. Jerry says we'll be staying in a cabin on Clear Lake that's owned by a friend of his. Jerry takes a seat at the kitchen table and adopts The Thinker pose. He strokes his chin as Nick and Estelle await his brilliant solution with breathless anticipation. Estelle dumps in the cooking gear and closes the trunk. Code of the streets.
It's in The Code. We need to call the police! The vehicular code? Nick rolls his eyes. Jerry pushes out and disappears into the back. Jerry tosses his beer bottle at the garbage can at the end of the drive and it once again misses and shatters on the street behind them.
I'm not sure how this is the solution to his problem. NICK Mom? Do you really like Jerry? Her smile fades. A decrepit picket fence with a sign that reads: Estelle stares in horror. She hops up front with Jerry. In the back. Some concrete dwarves in the grass.
Nick watches him with loathing. But I've decided to go along with it.
The three of them are crammed around a dining surface as accommodating as an airplane tray table. As they pull out. Nick removes his sunglasses to regard the long. Jerry puts his arm around her. Estelle smiles apologetically. A dusty canvas awning over a small cement patio.?
You said it was a cabin. Saunders narrows her eyes at Nick through the screen door and takes off. DAY Nick steps out of the trailer in a bathrobe.
He slows to observe the sun coming through the canopy overhead. And with that she excuses herself. He glances off the path and comes to a sudden stop. A grape arbor flanked by Corinthian columns set against the blue of Clear Lake. He bolts upright at the banging. He heads off down the wooded path. DAY Nick sleeps on a pull out cot. The wind coming off the lake blows her dress just enough to give a hint of the shapely thighs underneath. Nick glances down at the morning wood elevating his boxers.
DAY An old crone. The trailer shakes from the two adults flogging the mattress in the back. Mom is a realist about everything. Donuts will be served. She gets to the door of My Green Haven and bangs on the screen. Except her age. Church services begin at seven fifteen prompt. He pulls the robe closed.
My heart palpitates. DAY An austere cement shed with three dripping shower heads and no privacy walls. Thundering Erection Sheeni glances up from her book and looks over her shoulder at him.
DAY Nick comes up the path and stops short at the picket fence. My mind races. NICK Hello. Jerry gurgles water and spits. Nick regards Sheeni and her mischievous smirk. Estelle and Sheeni squat on the patio steps. I get an instant T. He goes to the shower head next to Nick and turns it on. Nick looks down. Nick reacts to Jerry and hastily tries to resume rinsing himself off. Nick grins back. Excitable Boy.
Nick just stares. He starts warbling rock lyrics. She gives an amused smile. Jerry appears in the foreground and removes his robe. Nick lathers up under the spray. The moment I see her I know the Gods. NICK Thanks a pantsful. Full lips that cry out to be kissed. DAY A dusty road.
Nick totes a watermelon and a paper bag. Much to the consternation of my fanatical parents I have converted to atheism. I believe. Sheeni stops. NICK Paul is an atheist too? NICK Likewise. Fortunately my brother. NICK Sounds rather zealous. He watches as Sheeni works on a Popsicle. I myself am looking forward to being free of parental bondage.
NICK You could say the same thing about sex. She looks at Nick intently. NICK Wow. Sheeni relieves him of the watermelon. Gives a little smirk. NICK I hardly ever think about sex. Father bought it so that he could look down upon the world. Wait for me in the living room. A second floor. NICK Sheeni? Do you want to come to the beach with me? She turns around. I think about it all the time. Dark paneling and somewhat more tasteful religious art.
Nick follows her with confusion. She resumes walking. DAY They regard the two story Pacemaker mobile home. For him. Christian humility has always been a struggle. She trudges down the slate path to the home. Jean cut-offs over a knockout yellow swimsuit that shows off her flowing nubility.
He wanders into the musty living area. Nick watches her bound up the stairs. Moves down the mantel examining the trinkets. Then I trust. She hands him her tanning lotion. Saunders grumbles. Sheeni descends the stairs. NICK Not at all. Sheeni grabs up a straw beach bag and pushes Nick out the door.
Nick spins around to see MR. DAY Sheeni and Nick lay on their backs on the blue beach blanket. Nick watches her turning pages and making notes in the margins.
He scrutinizes the image. He is an immense. I understand you have invited my daughter to the beach. NICK Er. Finally the hand swerves too late.
Maybe you better do the top now. We all have our hormones to deal with. For all the world knows. He starts in on her flawless legs.
Flashing super: With each daring pass. She rolls over onto her stomach. He smooths the oil on the soft undulating foothills. NICK Is it? She rolls over onto her back. Nick straddles her. Shall you do my front too? Nick moves up. She takes a dramatic pause. NICK Please do. She rolls back onto her stomach with finality and goes back to her book. Nick becomes sickeningly pale. But in fairness. Nick hovers above her a moment.
He glances down at her hand and fumbles for it with his own. I should tell you that I have a boyfriend. I often wonder what American cinema would be like today had Dean done more than three.
You seem very nice. DAY They make their way down the path. Nick totes the beach bag. Nick nods. I decide it is just a case of puppy love and look forward to the interesting women I shall meet in the future. I conclude the only way out is suicide. I decide I am too chicken for any of the manly. Where to get them. I shall swallow sleeping pills. I begin to pen a poignant suicide note. Turn off the damn light! During this montage there is the constant ticking of a clock.
Sheeni will see Trent for the shallow pedant he is and always treasure my memory. Nick flipping through a Penthouse under the covers. DAY Nick at the dining table. Here is an hour by hour account of the worst night of my life. I can not die an inviolate virgin. Sleep-fogged eyes. You wanna beat your meat. Violent panic! I have to see Sheeni again! She closes the door.
Sheeni stands in the door.
DAY Nick in the shower going to town on his T. DAY The door opens to reveal Nick standing outside in shorts. Either I find a way to get laid soon or suicide gets postponed until after high school. How about breakfast?
DAY Nick rolls over on the cot and looks up with the gaze of a manic insomniac. The trailer shakes despite his best efforts. NICK Good morning! God what time is it? It will be too painful to see Sheeni again. I shall ask Mom if we can cut our vacation short and return to Oakland.
Adolescents have a tendency toward the over-dramatic. Sheeni backs away. Quite a hike just to end your life. DAY Nick and Sheeni peer over the edge of the cliff. Not to be morbid. He watches the rhythmic movements of her ass through her hiking shorts. Sheeni wears Khakis. NICK Quite a drop. Sheeni opens it to reveal. DAY Sheeni leads the way up hill. Nick stays. The waters of Clear Lake churn below.
But I agree. Nick clutches his cramped stomach with one hand. NICK Huh.. One hour fifty seven minutes later A knock on the door. She looks up at his and smiles. Though your handwriting is egregious. Nick can only stare at her sprawled out on her back as if posing for a centerfold. He shakes off the last of it and zips up.. NICK Those are my private thoughts and are none of your business!
NICK What? A beat as he is lost in the ocean of her gaze before he manages to gain his senses. She looks at him expectantly. A beat. Nick leaps on top of her. Thundering Erection They pause. Nick considers her expression. Nick squints at the writing.
She squeals and giggles. That last passage would be of particular interest to you. She hands it over. Sheeni jumps up. Their noses dodge successfully and their lips meet.
After a long moment. He hovers above her. Nick tentatively approaches her luscious mouth. NICK Spill it! I demand full disclosure! They wrestle. NICK What does it say? Nick is at a loss. I can tell. Five minutes to six.
DAY Nick walks Sheeni to the gate. Nick grins with excitement.
Jerry chuckles. She turns around to face him. Nick emerges from My Green Haven in his robe. If you dare. He starts off down the path. Nick stares at him. DAY The trailer park is relatively silent save for birds and the distant sound of dogs barking. Nick lays in the grass a moment. Suddenly the door opens. Thundering Erection He opens the shower door and steps into the steamy spray. Saunders with him.
He goes down. Saunders starts screaming too. As he nears. DAY Nick slouches in a corner of the shop. DAY Nick approaches the shower building. He kicks off his slippers.
Nick lets out a horrible woman-like scream. Pendulous breasts. He approaches the stall. She reaches out and pulls Nick up. Still wearing her robe. Nick grabs his robe and retreats.
He embraces her. He hears the door open and looks up. They wrangle in the mist as Nick tries to escape. She looks up startled. She hurls a bar of soap.. She joins him at the table. The bar strikes Nick upside the head and he loses his footing on the slippery tile.. Hangs his robe on a hook.
At least you got to shower with a naked woman. Jerry has the moronic notion of downloading a trailer there before we leave. NICK Swell. As they round a curve at Nick nods thankfully. I fear when you leave we might never see each other again.
The more time we spend together the better. Clearly a devastating thought.
She has a scarf tied around her chestnut locks. And the punctual guy fries in the chair for rape. Nick nods glumly. Nick looks down as she casually rests a hand on the inside of his thigh. In the background.
DAY Estelle. NICK Say. We said five minutes to six. Sheeni pets a goat in the dusty yard. Thousand dollars firm. The roof probably needs work. Sheeni lets out a squeal of delight. She brings one of them over. That must be with a guarantee. Sheeni turns to Nick pleadingly. She shows him the ugly little pug. Nick fishes through his wallet. Estelle shakes her head and goes inside the RV to inspect.
There are mouse droppings in all the closets. NICK Great. Short droopy ears. The geezer ponders the bad news. Those rusty propane tanks are a fire hazard. Nick watches her play with Albert in her lap.
She plants a kiss on his lips and promptly turns her attention to the dog. Nick watches Sheeni continue to fawn over Albert. NICK Sheeni. Nick looks on with appropriate jealousy. DAY Nick and Sheeni dine over coffee and a plate of donuts. And oddly enough. I think I love you. Albert Camus. For me. Her eyes well up with tears.. He could be our love child.
We can visit each other when I get a drivers license. I fear they will never allow me to keep Albert. Sheeni releases Albert and the mutt paws at her legs.
Picks up the paper with annoyance. Or a pet-free existence with a shallow. Nick tries to hide his hurt. Life with me and the dog you love. NICK No way. I would have to be the only dad on the scene.. Trent worships the ground I walk on. And for relaxation and mood setting some good red wine. It fades to amusement. Consumers rated them a while back. NICK Not quite. Sheeni looks pensive. I want a name brand spermicide. NICK I accept full responsibility. This may take some research in the library.
I suggest you get their top-rated brand. I want one more thing. NICK What do you think? Nick lifts his eyebrows. A nice comfortable bed.
With no threat of interruptions. I want a new condom. Sheeni ponders this. Nick watches Sheeni kiss Albert. In short. Back to civilization! He fires up the Lincoln and they kick up dust. Estelle loads up the trunk. Nick sets him down and watches Sheeni in the side-mirror. Nick and Sheeni stand there an awkward beat. She smiles. He grabs her and kisses her deeply. Red wine and Consumer Reports. I have obtained a stamped entry visa to the paradise that lay beyond. Sheeni leans in and gives him a peck on the cheek.
DAY Jerry hitches the trailer to the back of the Lincoln. Finally Sheeni hands Nick the dog. The dog whimpers. Sheeni watches the Lincoln and trailer recede toward the horizon. I have a tall mountain to climb. Albert slobbers all over Nick. I have a very real prospect for getting laid. Sheeni stands off to the side. DAY Nick gets into the back seat with Albert.
He looks less than enthused at the thought of sloppy-seconds. Or a navy. Jerry slams down the hood. There in the living room. Jerry pops the hood and lets out a whistle. They caved. Jerry gets a smirk of satisfaction. Nick pulls up his trousers and comes into the hall. Jerry kicks Albert and the puppy goes tumbling across the floor. He listens to the voices downstairs. Nick and Joanie meet eyes. She tips the driver. NICK Stellar. NICK Jerry tried to outsmart a few sailors.
I noticed that. Jerry contemplates smacking Nick upside the head. Joanie gets out of the back. She lifts a quizzical eyebrow. Can someone do something about the monstrosity dripping oil in my living room? The family dines over take-out fried chicken. Joanie looks down at her boob-job. Sheeni believes the internet will be the end of literacy. Nick puffs out his chest.
Albert growls and prepares for another charge. And she has a new boyfriend too. NICK Hardly. And just who do you expect to pay for that? Jerry kicks the dog away from his sock. NICK I was going to ask you the same thing. NICK Did you meet him in posture class? NICK More like the occassional collect call. Estelle takes a deep breath and tries to let the matter rest. This means the end of child support. He regards the little pug.
He lost his job. Want to learn how a car is put together? NICK No. NICK Which means. Jerry lurches backward in the chair and lands on the floor. The dog! He tries to swipe Albert with his beer bottle. The door at the top of the stairs opens and Estelle descends the first few steps. Joanie and Nick exchange a smile. The dog shakes the scrotum in his jaws. NICK How unlike him. The phone rings.. Estelle gets up to answer it. How are you? Nick emerges from his room and picks it up.
I wish him all the best. Not too suicidal I hope. Trent wanted me to tell you that he bears you no ill will. Then Nick pulls the cord and the naked bulb kicks on. DAY Sheeni relaxes on a love seat. NICK Hello? Nick looks around. The phone on the side table is ringing. So how is my darling Albert? DAY Morning comes through the drapes. Will you accept a collect call from Sheeni Saunders? NICK Absolutely. Nick furrows his brow with skepticism.
NICK I had no idea you had knowledge of the employment opportunities of trade magazines. I happen to know Progressive Plywood is looking for an assistant editor. What did he do? It would be perfect for your father.
NICK How so? He writes advertising copy. Love of My Life. NICK Brilliant. NICK I regret. NICK Very well. I feel this will require being in a constant state of open revolt on your part. Trent harbors you no ill will. You must be bad. You must emulate James Dean.. My mother values my indentured servitude. I will have him call your father up pretending to be a head hunter. So what? NICK What do you want me to do? Be very. I will! NICK I will. Nick rolls over in bed. After a beat. Nick rolls down the window..
Estelle sobs.. Bloodshot eyes. Estelle enters the living room with tears streaming down her face and a police officer. Nick looks to Joanie.. She turns to Lance. He has some bad news.. To his wife. They both look to their mother. This is Officer Lance Wescott. His wife?!? He hauls himself out of bed. Lance and Estelle shower behind the frosted glass. The blobs of their bodies press up against the glass. DAY Nick comes down the stairs. Then a beret and black and white striped shirt.
Like a Parisian James Dean. How repulsive! He slams the door.. He reaches the water heater and starts spinning the knob. In , MTV and Fox television worked together on a television show based on the book.
In March , a film adaptation of the book was announced, written by Gustin Nash and directed by Miguel Arteta.
Justin Long plays Paul Saunders, Sheeni's older brother. The movie was filmed in Michigan. It was released on January 8, From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. For the film based on the novel, see Youth in Revolt film.
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