
From Dusk till Dawn
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- Year:
- 1996
- 108 min
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FADE IN:
A convenience store in a Texas Suburb. No other businesses
surround it.
CLOSE-UP:
A light switch is flipped on.The sign on top of the store lights up. It reads: BENNY'S
WORLD OF LIQUOR.
TITLE CARD:
BIG SPRING, TEXAS
345 MILES EAST OF THE MEXICAN BORDER
A Texas Ranger patrol car pulls into the parking lot and a
real live Texas Ranger, EARL MCGRAW, steps out. McGraw is in
full ranger uniform -- button shirt, cowboy hat, boots,
mirrored shades, tin star and a colt revolver on his hip.
It's about an hour and a half before sundown and McGraw is
off duty for the day.
The only other car in the parking lot is a 1975 Plymouth
INT. BENNY'S WORLD OF LIQUOR - DAY
A young Hawaiian Shirt wearing man named PETE sits on a stool
behind the counter.
A few CLOSE-UP:
STOMERS fiddle about.A MAN wearing a black suit, black tie, and wire rim glasses
holds hands with a PRETTY BLONDE GIRL in cutoffs and bare
feet. They look through magazines.
Another black suit wearing MAN holds hands with a RED-HEADED
GIRL in a prep school uniform. They look through the beer
cooler in the back of the store. Both girls are around
seventeen.
MCGRAW enters the store.
MCGRAW:
Hot goddamn day!
PETE:
Haven't felt it a bit. Been inside
with the air conditioner blastin'
all day long.
MCGRAW:
Not even for lunch?
PETE:
I'm by myself today, ate my lunch
outta the microwave.
McGraw walks over to the beer cooler, as if done ritually
every night (it is), takes out a beer, pops it open and joins
Pete by the front counter.
MCGRAW:
Jesus Christ man, that microwave
food will kill ya as quick as a
bullet. Those burritos are only fit
for a hippie high on weed. Pull me
down a bottle of Jack Daniels. I'm
gettin' tanked tonight.
PETE:
Whatsamatter?
MCGRAW:
(sighs)
Awww, it's just been a shitass day.
Every inch of it hot and miserable.
First off, Nadine at the Blue Chip
got some sorta sick, so that Mongoloid
boy of hers was workin' the grill.
That fuckin' idiot don't know rat
shit from Rice Krispies. I ate
breakfast at nine, was pukin' up
pigs in a blanket like a sick dog by
ten thirty.
PETE:
Isn't there a law or something against
retards serving food to the public?
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