Life Page #4

Ray watches Claude make a beeline for the men's room.

INT. MEN'S ROOM -- NIGHT

Claude steps into the bathroom and approaches the sink. A

big hand falls on his shoulder and yanks him backwards into

a stall...

INT. STALL -- NIGHT

Claude is shoved down on the toilet by two BAG MEN in suits.

Suddenly, it's crowded in here.

BAG MAN #1

Congratulations, Claude. We understand

you finally got yourself a job.

BAG MAN #2

Guess that means you can pay Mr.

Riley the fifty bucks you owe him.

They rifle through Claude's jacket and quickly find his

wallet.

CLAUDE:

Now wait a second, guys. I've got a

bill to pay out there.

BAG MAN #1

Twenty-two dollars. Not bad for a

start.

They toss back his empty wallet.

CLAUDE:

Come on, fellas, that's two weeks

pay. I'm here with my girl. You gotta

leave me something.

BAG MAN #2

How about your legs?

CLAUDE:

My legs? Those are good, I'll keep

the legs...

The stall door swings shut as the bag men depart.

INT. SPANKY'S -- NIGHT

On his way into the Men's Room, Ray squeezes past the bag

men on their way out.

INT. MEN'S ROOM -- NIGHT

Glancing around, Ray spots Claude's feet under the stall

door. He steps up to the sink, washes his hands and takes a

towel from the ATTENDANT. Scanning the assortment of grooming

products, he selects a bottle of cologne and takes a sniff.

RAY:

(displeased)

You have any of that French stuff?

As the attendent bends down to retrieve a bottle of the good

stuff, Ray palms a coin from the tip basket.

ATTENDENT:

Here you go.

Ray offers the quarter, a gesture of uncommon generosity.

RAY:

Keep the change.

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