Inherent Vice Page #2

SORTILEGE:

Was that Shasta’s car I saw down

the drive?

DOC:

She stuck her head in for a couple

minutes...

SORTILEGE:

Are you broken up?

DOC:

Kind of weird seeing her again.

Figured next time I did it’d be on

the tube not in person...

SORTILEGE looks at DOC with sweetness, then at HIS HAIR:

SORTILEGE:

Better do something about that.

DOC:

Again?

SORTILEGE:

I can’t say it enough -- change

your hair, change your life.

DOC:

What do you recommend?

SORTILEGE:

That’s up to you. Follow your

intuition.

7.

(ETC. -- Pizza talk here.)

CUT TO:

5 INT. DOC’S APARTMENT 5

He sits on his couch. THE MUSIC PLAYS. He’s on the

phone, it’s ringing to no answer. His hair is rolled

into plantation-style knots. He’s rolling a joint.

SORTILEGE (V.O.)

There was an ancient superstition

at the beach, something like the

surfer belief that burning your

board will bring awesome waves,

and it went like this: Take a Zig-

Zag paper and write your dearest

wish, and then use it to roll a

joint of the best dope you can

find and smoke it all up, and your

wish would be granted. Doc’s wish

was simple... (just that Shasta

Fay be safe...)

He writes on the rolling papers a small note in pencil:

“To Shasta’s Safety. With Love, Doc.” Smokes it and

calls his AUNT REET (50s) who lives down the street --

INTERCUT WITH:

INT. AUNT REET’S HOUSE

She’s applying ten tons of various makeups, spraying some

on, applying with ten gallon brushes and dipping her face

into other paints.

AUNT REET:

Make it quick, Larry, I’ve got a

live one tonight and a quarter ton

of makeup to put on yet --

DOC:

Okay. Mickey Wolfmann, what can

you tell me?

AUNT REET:

Powerhouse in L.A. real estate

from the desert to the sea --

Technically Jewish but wants to be

a Nazi -- what’s he to you?

DOC:

Shasta... she came around... told

me about a possible plot to snatch

up Wolfmann by his wife and her

boyfriend.

8.

AUNT REET:

And what is Shasta's role in all

this?

DOC:

Like how passionately does she

feel about her flame Mickey? I

didn’t ask. ‘I love him’ is

probably the answer, what else?

AUNT REET:

Is she paying you?

DOC:

Mmm...

AUNT REET:

Pause. Silence. Big surprise.

Listen, if Shasta can’t pay you,

maybe that means Mickey dumped her

and she’s blaming the wife and

wants revenge.

DOC:

Possible. But say I just wanted

to hang out and rap with this

Wolfmann?

AUNT REET:

I wouldn’t recommend your usual

approach, he goes around with a

dozen bikers, mostly Aryan

Brotherhood alumni -- all court

certified bad-asses.

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