Blood Simple Page #2

WOMAN:

...What was that back there?

MAN:

Back where?

WOMAN:

Sign.

MAN:

I don't know. Motel... Abby--

WOMAN:

Ray. Did you mean that, what you

said before, or were you just being

a gentleman?

MAN:

Abby, I like you, but it's no point

starting anything now.

WOMAN:

Yeah.

MAN:

I mean, I ain't a marriage counselor--

WOMAN:

Yeah.

The man is uncomfortable.

MAN:

...What do you want to do?

The woman is uncomfortable. After a long pause:

WOMAN:

...What do you want to do?

MOTEL ROOM:

Pulling back from RAY and ABBY in bed, making love.

The only light is from cars passing along the highway outside.

Each sweeping light-by ends in black.

The pullback ends in a wide shot of the motel room. The black

following the last car lingers.

A telephone rings.

SAME WIDE SHOT MORNING

Ray and Abby are asleep. On a nightstand next to the bed,

the telephone is ringing.

Ray stirs, reaches for the phone.

RAY:

...Hello.

VOICE:

Having a good time?

RAY:

...What? Who is this?

VOICE:

I don't know, who's this?

A silence at both ends.

VOICE:

...You still there?

RAY:

Yeah, I'm still here.

Ray listens to another silence. It ends with a disconnect.

Abby is stirring as Ray gets out of bed.

ABBY:

...Ray?

RAY:

Yeah.

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