Smashed Page #2
KATE:
(taken aback)
Um...sure.
7.
FREDA:
Good.
(whispers)
Hey, I’m not really okay.
Oh...
KATE:
FREDA:
My b*tch sister just took off andleft me here so she could hook upwith some a**hole. Now what am I
supposed to do? Huh? I don’t have acar here.
KATE:
I guess I could...
FREDA:
You’ll give me a ride? Oh my god!
Thank you!
Freda gets up quickly -- and almost falls over. *
KATE:
I was gonna say “call you a cab,”
‘cause, you know --I don’t evenknow you.
FREDA:
It’s not far. Please? Pretty
please...?
Kate looks dismayed. Not sure what to do.
CUT TO:
3 INT./EXT. SUBARU (MOVING) - NIGHT 3 *
The car passes through Chinatown on its way downtown. *
Kate drives with Freda in the passenger seat. Freda glancesdown at the floor and notices a FLASK. *
FREDA:
You know, you shouldn’t drink and
drive.
KATE:
I wasn’t -FREDA
Just kidding. Can I have a sip?
8.
Kate’s speechless.
FREDA (CONT’D)
I’m really thirsty.
KATE:
It’s, uh...whiskey.
FREDA:
F*** yeah, it’s whiskey! I love
whiskey. You’re the real thing,
huh? A hardcore drinking b*tch like
me!
Freda takes a swig from Kate’s flask.
KATE:
I don’t know. No.
FREDA:
Can I smoke in your car?
KATE:
(slightly annoyed)
Okay, fine -- go ahead. Can you
just roll down the window?
FREDA:
Of course -- I’m not uncivilized.
Freda takes out a -
--CRACK PIPE and lights it, deeply inhaling crack smoke.
KATE:
(in disbelief)
WHOA!
Kate immediately pulls the car over.
KATE (CONT’D)
Not what I thought you meant.
FREDA:
Want a hit?
KATE:
No, I...is that pot?
FREDA:
(as though it’s a
ridiculous question)
Of course not! What do I look like?
A stoner?
(MORE)
9.
FREDA (CONT'D)
(beat)
It’s crack.
KATE:
Oh, sh*t! No...no thank you.
FREDA:
C’mon -- it’s good crack.
KATE:
I don’t, um...I’ve never smoked
crack.
FREDA:
(surprised)
Really? This stuff is the truth --
and it’ll sober you up.
KATE:
FREDA:
I’m not getting out in the middle
of nowhere. Do you know what could
happen to me all alone out here at *
night?
KATE:
I don’t know -- people might offer
you crack?
FREDA:
Seriously? It’s not a big deal --
just take a little hit.
Kate and Freda stare at each other. A stand-off.
KATE:
I said no.
FREDA:
One hit won’t hurt you. It’ll sober
you up.
Kate glances at the pipe, which Freda wiggles in front of
her.
FREDA (CONT’D)
(high-pitched cartoon
voice)
Smoke me!
Kate LAUGHS.
10.
KATE:
One puff. Then we are both going
home.
Freda nods. Long beat.
KATE (CONT’D)
Fine.
Freda puts the pipe into Kate’s lips and lights it. Kate
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