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23. TOM (under breath) Fuckin’ ghost shit. He looks out the window, gives the room one last glance, and heads back upstairs, bat thumping on the steps as he walks. INT. DOWNSTAIRS - NIGHT SAM’S longing gaze is interrupted by CLARENCE’S entrance. CLARENCE What are you doing? SAM Having some fun. Don’t you have a newspaper to read? CLARENCE Why did you do that? SAM Terrance. What don’t you get? I want to have fun. I am a ghost. I can’t go to an amusement park. I can’t get a job. I don’t know what goes on outside this house. This is what I’m gonna do. CLARENCE CLARENCE. And okay. Well... How do you do what you do? SAM What does that mean? CLARENCE You can float and control when you are and are not seen. SAM I don’t know. It’s just a feeling. Here. Sit down. CLARENCE walks into the dining room to sit down. He sits, and sees SAM floating in the air in front of him as if she is sitting in an invisible suspended chair. SAM (CONT’D) Try to lift yourself. Just aim for the ceiling and try to raise up. CLARENCE focuses hard for a moment, then lets out a fart.


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