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MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"... The people I work with are all

old and fat. All they live for is

their next coffee break so they can

smoke..."

INT. BANK, PRIVACY BOOTH -- DAY -- MONTAGE

Welles is alone, opens the empty safe deposit drawer, takes

the 8MM FILM from his pocket and puts it in the drawer.

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"... They eat lunch at the snack

counter. Hot dogs and soft

pretzels. Nachos with that orange

cheese that comes out of a pump. I

don't know what I'd do if I'm still

working there when I get old..."

EXT. YOUTH HOSTEL -- ESTABLISHING -- DAY -- MONTAGE

A large NEON CROSS identifies this HOSTEL in mid-Hollywood.

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"... I want to be a singer or an

actress. I know it's a stupid

dream, but I know I can do it if I

get a chance..."

INT. YOUTH HOSTEL -- DAY -- MONTAGE

Welles talks to the MAN behind the counter, shows the

PICTURE of MARY taken from Mrs. Mathews' house.

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"... Everyone's always telling me

how pretty I am. I don't think I

am. When I look in the mirror I

wonder who they're talking about."

The MAN behind the counter shakes his head.

INT. HOMELESS SHELTER -- DAY -- MONTAGE

A run-down shelter. Welles shows the PICTURE of MARY to the

PROPRIETOR, explaining. The proprietor shakes his head.

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"Dear diary. I went out with Bob

today, the cute boy in my science

class. He took me to a movie..."

EXT. YWCA, LIVING QUARTERS -- DAY -- MONTAGE

Welles continues his trek, standing in the dank hallway of

a YWCA DORMITORY, showing the PICTURE to a COUNSELOR.

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"... It was the middle of the day,

but we held hands. I think he likes

me. I really like him. He has

black hair and grey eyes..."

EXT. LA FREEWAY -- DUSK -- MONTAGE

Welles sits in his rental CAR, in a massive TRAFFIC JAM.

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"... He opened the car door for me

and paid for the movie. When he

took me home he said we should go

out again soon. I hope he calls..."

EXT. HOLLYWOOD, RED LIGHT DISTRICT -- NIGHT -- MONTAGE

Welles drives, looking out the windshield...

at decaying "PEEP SHOWS," an "ADULT BOOKSHOP" and "SEX SHOP."

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"Dear diary. Janet says she slept

with her boyfriend. I can't believe

it. She says they did it last

weekend while her parents were out

of town..."

EXT. HOLLYWOOD, SUNSET BOULEVARD -- NIGHT -- MONTAGE

Welles drives, watching overweight PROSTITUTES and tall,

muscular TRANSVESTITES prowling the sidewalks in mini-skirts

and stained, tight spandex pants.

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"... She said she liked it, but she

didn't seem too happy. She didn't

tell me many details. She said he

used a condom."

EXT. SANTA MONICA BOULEVARD -- NIGHT -- MONTAGE

Teenaged MALE PROSTITUTES hang out in front of a PIZZA

PARLOR. A few have their shirts off, crewcut and muscular.

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"Dear diary. If I save enough money

to go to community college maybe I

can get good enough grades for a

scholarship somewhere else..."

EXT. HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD -- DAY -- MONTAGE

A tribe of HOMELESS TEENAGERS sits on the sidewalk in front

of SOUVENIR SHOPS. They beg money off pedestrians.

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"... I've never been anywhere else.

I don't think mom wants to let me

go. Every time I try to talk about

it she says it'll cost too much or

she changes the subject."

EXT. CHURCH, SOUP KITCHEN -- DAY -- MONTAGE

A long line of HOMELESS PERSONS trails out the door. Welles

stands out front, showing the PICTURE to a VOLUNTEER with a

broom, and a PRIEST...

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"Dear diary. Something terrible

happened today when dad and I were

alone. I can't tell anyone. I feel

sick. What did I ever do to make

this happen to me?"

The volunteer and priest can't help. Welles is weary,

futility beginning to wear on him, walks to his car...

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"Dear diary. My stomach hurts all

the time. I just want to go to

sleep and never wake up. I want to

get out of my head and stop hearing

myself think."

INT. WELLES' RENTAL CAR -- IN MOTION -- NIGHT -- MONTAGE

Welles smokes, driving, blankly watching the road ahead...

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"Dear diary. Grandma fell and broke

her leg last week. We drove down to

visit her in the hospital.

Hospitals smell like dead people."

EXT. FREEWAY -- HELICOPTER SHOT -- NIGHT -- CONTINUOUS

FOLLOW Welles' car speeding along...

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"Dear diary. It's happening all the

time now. There s nothing I can do.

I'm all alone. Everything is bad.

I used to have lots of dreams and

I'd remember them when I woke up,

but that doesn't happen anymore."

PULL BACK:
still FOLLOWING WELLES' CAR, over the FREEWAY...

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"Dear diary. If I can get to

California, I'll be okay. I've got

money saved. I can work as a

waitress till I get something

better. Billy says he and his

family went to California once on

vacation. He says it never rains.

They stayed near the beach and he

went swimming in the ocean..."

CONTINUE TO PULL BACK -- till Welles' car is very, very far

below -- REVEALING the staggering size of the City of Los

Angeles, where the lights go on forever and forever.

INT. WELLES' ROOM -- NIGHT -- MONTAGE

Welles is seated, elbows on his knees, reading the DIARY...

MARY'S VOICE (V.O., cont)

"... I hope I can be an actress. I

hope I can be happy. I'll probably

have to go to acting school. I wish

I knew someone who lived there.

I'll miss my friends, but at least

I'll be far away where no one can

ever find me."

Welles has come to the end of the writing in the DIARY. The

next PHOTOCOPIED PAGE shows an image of the TORN RAGGED EDGE

of the diary's missing page.

EXT. VIDEO PORN SHOP -- DAY

Welles enters this "ADULT VIDEO" storefront.

INT. VIDEO PORN SHOP -- DAY

The CLERK is a sleazy forty-year-old man with rings in his

pierced nose and lips, behind a counter by the door. He

watches Welles pass.

Welles looks around, uncomfortable. A few of the other

CUSTOMERS, all men, sneak glances at Welles. Display

shelves run floor to ceiling, full of hundreds of shrink-

wrapped XXX PORNO TAPES. Welles pretends to browse.

Handmade signs above each section identify content: "ANAL,"

"BIG TITS," "CUMSHOTS," "BONDAGE and FETISH," etc...

Welles looks back at the clerk, who stares at Welles.

Welles feels obligated to pick up a box and act like he's

considering it. He glances at other customers.

Each man keeps his eyes forward on the pornography. One guy

has his arms full of about ten videos.

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