Pretty Woman Page #3

EXT. HOLLYWOOD HILLS - NIGHT

The Ferrari comes to the intersection of OUTPOST and FRANKLIN,

stops. Edward gets out of the car. He looks at the street

signs. He has no idea where he is. He signs. He gets back

in the car and takes off on Franklin heading East.

EXT. A SIDE STREET IN HOLLYWOOD - NIGHT

A crumbling old apartment building. Dark alley ways, deserted

parking lot.

The Ferrari -- blink and you miss it -- motors past the building,

looking very out of place on the street.

PANNING UP A building facade of lit windows and metal fire

escape. One window in particular. A GIRL stands there in a

short kimono, looking down. And then she turns away.

INT. VIVIAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

A SERIES OF SHOTS to see her dressing.

INT. VIVIAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

VIVIAN turns and stares at herself in a grainy, cracked bedroom

mirror. She is twenty years old and a prostitute. Make-up

applied to give her a hard, older look doesn't quite succeed.

She'd be innocently beautiful without it. She is wearing tiny

shorts, a tight tube top, thigh high boots. She stares at

herself, not really liking what she sees. A moment. She signs,

turns off the light and walks out of the bedroom.

INT. APARTMENT BUILDING HALLWAY - NIGHT

Faded, peeling walls. Thread bare, dirty carpet. Vivian locks

the apartment door behind her and starts down the dim hallway.

A door suddenly opens, startling her. An unshaved, enormously

pot bellied MAN in a stained t-shirt stares at Vivian with pig

eyes.

LANDLORD:

Vivian.

Vivian turns some "tough" on him.

VIVIAN:

Yeah, what?

LANDLORD:

Rent. You're late.

VIVIAN:

Don't give me that. Kit gave it

to you yesterday, cash.

LANDLORD:

Kit give me nothin'.

VIVIAN:

(suddenly uncertain)

You bullshittin' me?

LANDLORD:

Of rent I do not bullshit.

Vivian hurries at a run back down the hallway.

LANDLORD:

By the end of the week or you're

otta here.

(a beat)

By the way, you look very nice

tonight!

INT. VIVIAN'S APARTMENT - KITCHEN

Vivian pulls a coffee can off a shelf. She pulls off the top.

It's empty. She tosses the can away, starts for the door. She

opens it.

INT. APARTMENT HALLWAY - NIGHT

Down the hallway, the landlord is standing in front of his open

doorway, talking to a FAT WOMAN. They both glance up.

Vivian quickly closes the door. She doesn't want to deal with

them.

EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT

Vivian comes off the fire escape onto the sidewalk. She hurried

away.

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