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 INT. INNER SPACE DISPENSARY - DAY Isaac comes in, takes a breath of courage and approaches Mo Joe at the counter. MO JOE: How can I help you, kid? Wait. You're Isaac, right? ISAAC: Yes sir. You should know that I don't have any retail experience, but I'm a fast learner and a hard worker. MO JOE:Sure, sure. Fine, fine. Let me just get a feel for you. ISAAC: (now in a priest's garment) Is this a gift shop? MO JOE: (laughs) Yes, in a way. You don't know what a dispensary is? ISAAC: Not exactly. MO JOE: (off Isaac, now in a diaper with pacifier) Oh right. Don't they have newspapers in Nebraska? Or TVs? Or the Internet? Well, essentially, you're going to be delivering...marijuana. TEENAGE BOY 1 (to companion) Okay. Now check it out. (He breaks off a small bud, waves it at Mo Joe, who nods and waves back.) TEENAGE BOY 1 (to Teenage Boy 2) See? I told you, dude. (Teenage Boy 1 pockets the bud. Teenage Boy 2 follows suit and the pair make for the front door. Isaac watches it all.) ISAAC: I knew it was legal. So you give it out for free? MO JOE: In theory, no. I just figure they need it more than me. ISAAC: That's kind of you, I guess. My church is against drugs. My former church. Uh...I was just wondering. Why do you have a painting of Jesus Christ on the wall? MO JOE: (sighs) Okay. Look around. See if you can puzzle it out. (off Isaac's failure) Same as every other thing up on the walls. It's all about enlightenment in one form or another. Anyway, I'm sure we can both agree that this is not a good fit. Sorry. Have a nice day. (when Isaac stares, stunned) Now scoot. Isaac snaps to. With a crestfallen smile, he heads for the door. Mo Joe watches, shakes his head in pity.
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