Swingers Page #5

MIKE:

No, seriously, if you're dressed nice and

you act like you gamble a lot, they give

you free sh*t.

TRENT:

Okay Bugsy. Twenty minutes.

MIKE:

Wear a suit, I'm telling you it works.

TRENT:

Be downstairs. You're beautiful.

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4 EXT. MIKE'S BUILDING - FRANKLIN AVENUE - NIGHT 4

Mike is dressed to the nines in classic vintage threads.

He's trying to look at ease as he straightens his cuff links.

He approaches Trent who suavely leans against his worn down

ride. He's a tall, slim, good-looking cat. His sharkskin

suit hangs well on his lanky frame as it tapers to his

ankles. Sinatra's "Come Fly With Me" on the tape deck adds

an elegance to the scene. They exchange an impish grin and

depart without saying a word. Maybe this isn't such a bad

idea.

CUT TO:

5 INT. TRENT'S CAR - DETAIL SHOT - SPEEDOMETER - NIGHT 5

The NEEDLE IS PINNED. The gauges are blurred by the

vibration of the poorly tuned engine. The SHOT WIDENS to

reveal that the "Oil" and "Service" dummy lights are both

illuminated, causing an eerie red glow onto TRENT's white

knuckles.

6 EXT. DESERT ROAD - NIGHT 6

Trent's car is red-lined. The SWINGERS are Vegas bound. Do

not pass go.

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7 INT. TRENT'S CAR - NIGHT 7

MIKE:

(counting bills)

I took out three hundred, but I'm only

gonna bet with one. I figure if we buy

a lot of chips, the pit boss will see and

they'll comp us all sorts of sh*t, then

we trade back the chips at the end of the

night. You gotta be cool though.

TRENT:

I'm cool, baby. They're gonna give Daddy

a room, some breakfast, maybe Bennett's

singing.

MIKE:

I'm serious. This is how you do it. I'm

telling you.

TRENT:

I know. Daddy's gonna get the Rainman

suite. Vegas, baby. We're going to

Vegas!

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