Who Framed Roger Rabbit Page #3

MAROON:

(continuing)

Here's the problem...

(reads)

"Seen cooing over calamari with

notsonew Sugar Daddy was Jessica

Rabbit... wife of Maroon star, Roger".

(looks up)

His wife's a tramp, but he thinks she's

Betty Crocker. The doubt's eatin' him

up.

VALIANT:

So what do you want me to do?

MAROON:

Get me a couple juicy pictures.

Somethin' I can wise the rabbit up

with.

VALIANT:

I don't work in Toontown.

MAROON:

You don't have to. The rabbit's wife

sings at an underground Toon revue

joint called The Ink & Paint Club. You

can catch her in action there.

VALIANT:

The job's gonna cost you a hundred

bucks.

MAROON:

A hundred bucks? That's ridiculous.

VALIANT:

So's the job.

Valiant starts to walk away.

MAROON:

All right, all right... You got your

hundred bucks.

Maroon turns, snaps his fingers. His Assistant appears out

of nowhere with Maroon's checkbook and a pen. The Assistant

turns and stoops so that Maroon can write the check on his

back.

MAROON:

(continuing)

Fifty now, fifty when you deliver the

pictures.

Maroon tears the check off and hands it to Valiant. Suddenly

Valiant ducks in reflex to a large shadow that passes

overhead.

MAROON:

(continuing;

chuckles)

Kinda jumpy aren't you, Valiant? It's

just Dumbo.

ABOVE THEIR HEADS - DUMBO

swoops back and forth, then hovers, ears flapping like a

hummingbird.

MAROON:

I got him on loan from Disney.

VALIANT:

Aren't you the lucky one...

Valiant grabs the check from Maroon and starts for the gate.

MAROON:

When will I hear from you?

VALIANT:

As soon as is humanly possible.

We FOLLOW Valiant out the gate under a wrought iron sign that

reads "Maroon Cartoon Studios". As he starts across the road

he's almost run over by a Toon roadster that ROARS out of the

gates. When it BLASTS ITS HORN, it's the FIRST FIVE NOTES

from the WOODY WOODPECKER SONG: "HA-HA-HA-HA-HA". Valiant

jumps back as the roadster passes. WOODY THE WOODPECKER'S

behind the wheel with a self-important smile on his face.

Valiant angrily waves the cloud of Toon dust away.

VALIANT:

(coughs)

Damn Toons.

ACROSS THE STREET - A TROLLEY CAR

is slowing to a stop in front of the studio. It's a Pacific

and Electric "Red Car", part of a vast system of electric

trollies that once criss-crossed the L.A. Basin. Valiant

steps onto the "Red Car". He reaches into his pocket to give

the CONDUCTOR his nickel fare. But he comes up with a

handful of lint. He holds out the check.

CONDUCTOR:

What do I look like, a bank?

The Conductor jerks his thumb toward the door. Valiant

suffers the public humiliation,of having to step down past

the rest of the boarding passengers. He walks around to the

back of the Red Car where a gang of TEN-YEAR-OLDS are

loitering. When the BELL SOUNDS and the Red Car starts to

pull away, the Kids make a dash for a place on the cow

catcher. Valiant joins them. We HOLD as the Red Car moves

away and the street urchins regard their older partner in

crime with curiosity.

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