Wild At Heart

And now the story of Sailor and Lula.....

1. EXT. CITY STREET - DAY

A MAN rides a screaming massive Japanese motorcycle - wound out to

maximum R.P.M. up the street.

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2. SIGN BY ROADSIDE

The sign reads “KIDS PLAYING - SPEED BUMPS”.

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3. EXT. CITY STREET - DAY

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

tryin’ to do? SPIT IT OUT!!!

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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6. INT. FORTUNE HOUSE - DAY

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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6A. INT. FORTUNE HOUSE - DAY

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:

(feeling a smile coming on)

What?...

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6B. INT. FORTUNE HOUSE - DAY

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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