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( YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH )

CALUMET CITY, ILLINOIS

BIGGERSON'S
RESTAURANT
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       Jane Peterson, a waitress, emerges from the kitchen and walks to the till in the restaurant, all the while speaking on her cellphone. "He said he'd call, but of course he never did. But—I don't know. I just—we had such a good time. I-I should call him, right? Do you think? I mean, should I call him? I don't know. Oh. Uh, Olivia, just hold on a sec." She turns away from the frowning front Manager, but continues her phone conversation. "I just need the truth. That's all. I really gotta go, 'kay? Call you later."

       Jane is picking up an order. "I pity you." A Cook says to her.

       "I'm sorry?" Jane asks.

       "You're sad and pathetic, and I pity you—only reason I'm giving you a head's up." The Cook says. "Stay away from the clam chowder. I flavored it with my own... seasoning." Jane looks shocked, goes to deliver the order.

       "Hey, Jane. You know that new girl, Misty? Way hotter than you." The Manager says.

       "Excuse me?" Asks Jane.

        "Basically, she's an eight, and you're a... a three."

       Jane, disconsolate, continues her duties. She turns to an elderly patron. "Can I get you anything else, ma'am?" She asks.

       "No, thank you. I ran over a homeless man once, and I never even stopped to see if he was alive." The Woman says. Jane turns. Other people address her as she moves through the restaurant.

       "I hate mommy. I want to burn her in her sleep." A Little Girl says.

       "I don't know what it is, but you just give me the creeps." Says a Waiter. "Like I get physically nauseous."

       "You're pathetic."

       "Loser."

        "Desperate." Jane is in a back room, unlocking a drawer and pulling out a gun.

        "Stupid. Mousy."

        "You're a desperate, pathetic loser."

        "You're gonna die alone."

        Jane is in a corridor outside the main dining room, speaking on her cellphone to her sister, Olivia. "Hey, can you come get me?" She asks.

       "You sound awful. Have you been drinking?" Olivia asks.

       "I think I'm going crazy. I'm freaking out." Jane says.

       "Of course you are. 'Cause you are a freak. You're certifiable. Every time the phone rings, my stomach drops. Jane with another crisis. You're a walking disaster." Olivia says as Jane pulls the gun out of her apron. "The whole family's just waiting for your next big breakdown, Jane. We're like hostages. Why don't you just go ahead and kill yourself already?"

       Jane places the gun under her chin. The camera moves up. A shot rings out and Jane's blood splatters on a sign that reads: BIGGERSON's: THE HAPPY PLACE.