- R
- Year:
- 1990
- 125 min
- 351 Views
And now the story of Sailor and Lula.....
A MAN rides a screaming massive Japanese motorcycle - wound out to
maximum R.P.M. up the street.
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The sign reads “KIDS PLAYING - SPEED BUMPS”.
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With a whine from hell, the front tire of the motorcycle hits a speed
bump.
The motorcycle becomes airborne and on the way up slices itself in half
as it scrapes along the full length of a Datsun Kingcab.
In the air, the rider and motorcycle twist violently as they fly by.
The motorcycle bounces off a black ’66 Chevrolet and makes a sound like
the end of the world.
The rider hits the same Chevy a moment later. Like a broken ragdoll
shot from a canon, the man punches through the back window blowing glass
for a block. He stops somewhere under the front seat and a bubble of
blood forms out his nose.
The motorcycle continues on sliding and spinning with an ear-piercing
howl for one entire city block.
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4. EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD STREETS - VACANT LOT - DAY
Two rabid dogs fight ferociously in a vacant lot - ripping each other’s
flesh. An OLD COUPLE, both with walkers, inch painfully along nearby.
OLD WOMAN:
Oh my God! ... Why they doin’ that?
OLD MAN:
Who the hell knows. What you have
in your mouth?
The old woman begins to turn away, covering her mouth with her hand.
OLD MAN:
Spit it out!!! ... Pull your teeth
out ... doctor said. What you
The Old Man grabs the Old Woman by the neck and squeezes. Out comes a
tangled and sticky ball of hard fruit candies.
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5. WASP NEST
A thousand wasps hover threateningly in the air around the nest. A
SMALL GROUP OF HARDENED CRIMINAL NINE-YEAR OLDS sporting hideous grins,
bat the nest violently to and fro with sticks. One kid busies himself
shooting a large can of Black Flag garden spray into a crack in the
nest. Another stomps half-dead wasps up and down the sidewalk. All the
kids are making animal noises of one sort or the other.
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The telephone rings. MARIETTA PACE FORTUNE, a rich Southern woman
around fifty, carries her Martini and Rossi sweet vermouth drink across
the livingroom and answers the phone.
MARIETTA:
Hello... Who is this?...
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7. INT. PEE DEE COUNTY WORK FARM - DAY
A GUARD stands by as SAILOR RIPLEY, twenty-three years old - lost
somewhere between the cool long-gone generation and a used-car salesman
- speaks on a prisoner phone in a green cement cubicle with one bench.
SAILOR:
(into phone)
...Sailor Ripley... Can I talk
to Lula?
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MARIETTA:
There’s no way in hell you can speak
to her and...
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7A. INT. PEE DEE COUNTY WORK FARM - DAY
SAILOR:
What?...
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MARIETTA:
...Yes you heard me... Don’t ever
call back here again.
Marietta hangs up the phone as LULA PACE FORTUNE, Marietta’s twenty-year
old daughter, comes quickly down the stairs.
LULA:
Mama???
MARIETTA:
You know who it was and you know
you aren’t, and I mean ARE NOT
gonna see him EVER... End of story.
LULA:
(quietly)
Like hell.
Marietta, her hand still on the telephone, grips the receiver so hard
her knuckles turn white.
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8. INT. FORTUNE HOUSE - LULA’S ROOM UPSTAIRS - DAY
Lula enters her room and cranks up her stereo. Speed metal music jumps
up to around one hundred twenty decibels.
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9. INT. PEE DEE COUNTY WORK FARM - DAY
The guard escorts Sailor away from the telephone and back to his cell.
The iron bars of the door slide across Sailor’s face and close with a
bang.
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