Lost Highway Page #5

FRED (V.O.)

Then there you were... lying in bed...

but it wasn't you... It looked like

you... but it wasn't.

The camera suddenly dives violently at Renee - into a TIGHT

CLOSE UP. Her face registers TOTAL FEAR.

CUT TO:

INT. THE MADISON HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT

Fred is lying in bed with Renee, who is now backlit by her

bedside lamp. Fred looks at her shadowed face, but it's not

Renee's face. It's a face Fred has never seen before. Fred

quickly turns and switches on his bedside lamp, and looks

quickly back at Renee, whose face is now her own.

RENEE:

Fred, are you all right?

Fred reaches out a hand and tenderly touches her face. Renee

covers his hand with her own, and closes her eyes.

FADE OUT:

FADE IN:

EXT. THE MADISON HOUSE - DAY

Renee finds another envelope on the doorstep. She opens it,

pulls out a videotape. A large dog is BARKING incessantly

somewhere in the neighborhood. Renee looks around to see if

she can see the dog.

CUT TO:

INT. THE MADISON HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY

Renee brings the videotape upstairs with the rest of the

mail. She is a bit puzzled and unsettled. She puts the tape

down on a table. She stares at it. Fred comes in.

FRED:

You're up early.

RENEE:

That dog woke me. I lay there for a

while, then decided to get up.

FRED:

Who the hell owns that dog?

Fred notices the tape and manila envelope on the table.

FRED:

What's that? Another tape?

RENEE:

Yes, I just found it on the step.

Fred picks it up.

FRED:

Don't you want to watch it?

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