A Bucket of Blood Page #9
CARLA:
Well, it all depends, Leonard...
Walter sees this and is FLUSHED WITH JEALOUSY -
CUFF:
Man if you want to be a legit
artist you have to do nudes,
nudes, nudes...
LINK:
Right. Ain't no body of
nudes -
This is about all Maxwell can take - Cuff cackles like a buffoon -
MAXWELL:
Get these Philistines out of here!
ALICE:
Oh let's change the subject I'm
sick of hearing about sculpture!
No one knows how to do that anymore,
especially the bus boy from the
Jabberjaw...
WALTER:
Who do you think you're talking
about!!
Alice laughs condescendingly -
ALICE:
Look at you! Who do think you
are. You're just a poser trying,
and failing, to fit into the scene!
MAXWELL:
Strong words...
(under his breath)
...for such a simple mind.
ALICE:
I think this bit about him being
this discovered sculptor is a
bunch of baloney and a cry for
help.
WALTER:
That's not true I am a sculptor!
ALICE:
Oh yeah?
Alice picks up a piece of CAKE -
ALICE:
Prove it! Make something out
of this!
Walter SMUSHES the cake onto Alice's palm -
WALTER:
There! Flat Cake!
Maxwell BELLOWS with laughter - Alice wipes off her hand -
ALICE:
If you were an artist you could
have created something!
WALTER:
I'm going home!
Walter gets up and leaves -
Carla turns and raises her glass to Alice, smiling -
CARLA:
Alice?
(smile fades)
You're a b*tch.
Dejected, Walter makes his way out of the club, storming past
Mayolia -
Mayolia watches Walter leave -
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT JABBERJAW - NIGHT
Alice makes her way out the door - heads down the steps and walks
off -
Then out of the shadows we see Walter, who has been waiting for her
to leave -
When the coast is clear, he begins to follow her...
EXT BUNGALOW - NIGHT
Alice enters the courtyard - she walks over to the front door of her
bungalow, enters, and closes the door behind
her -
Just then Walter stealthily enters the courtyard -
He approaches Alice's door, waits a beat, then gently
knocks -
Alice opens the door and looks at Walter -
ALICE:
What are you doing here?
WALTER:
being nasty to you this evening.
Alice is unimpressed -
ALICE:
So you apologized! Good night!
Alice SLAMS the door right in Walter's face -
Walter takes a few steps back - he clenches his jaw then BANGS on
the door -
Alice RIPS the door open -
ALICE:
Listen schmuck, why don't you
get out of here and let me go
to bed!
WALTER:
I didn't finish talking to you!
ALICE:
Well I'm done talking to you, what
do I have to do, draw you a diagram!
WALTER:
I decided to make a female figure
after all!
(Beat)
I want you to pose for it.
Alice looks him up and down for a beat, changing her tone -
ALICE:
(sarcastic)
Well I'm touched.
(beat)
You're serious, aren't you?
WALTER:
Yes. Fifty dollars an hour, right?
ALICE:
Yeah.
Alice laughs, and stares at Walter for a beat -
ALICE:
Well, if you've got the money, I
don't mind posing.
(Beat)
When do you want to start work?
Walter looks up at her sheepishly -
WALTER:
Tonight.
ALICE:
What, right now?
WALTER:
Uh-huh.
Alice looks him up and down again -
ALICE:
Hold on...I'll get my coat.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT COURTYARD - NIGHT
Walter and Alice head over to his front door -
ALICE:
It's kind of dark -
WALTER:
Shh!
Alice shuts up and the two of them quietly head into him room,
closing the door -
Just then Mrs. Swicker opens her door down the hall, poking her head
out -
INT WALTER'S ROOM - NIGHT
ALICE:
heat in this place -
Walter drags a big bag of PLASTER out of a closet - he drags it to a
new addition in the room, a large TROUGH -
WALTER:
It's bad for the clay. You'll
get used to it...
Walter then props up a chair -
ALICE:
WALTER:
Sit in this chair, and I'll pose
you.
Walter heads over to the lump of clay on the table -
Alice sits down, back to camera, totally nude -
ALICE:
Do you like what you see?
Walter does a double take, and swallows hard at the voluptuous
figure before him -
WALTER:
Yes.
(Beat)
Just stay like that.
Walter nervously kneads the clay -
ALICE:
That doesn't look like very
much clay.
WALTER:
Oh it's enough...
ALICE:
Are you nervous, Walter?
WALTER:
N-no...
Alice sexily shifts in her seat -
ALICE:
Not even a little bit?
WALTER:
I already told you I'm not.
ALICE:
When's the last time you had a
totally nude girl in your room...
WALTER:
(swallows)
Um...
ALICE:
Without a stitch of clothing on,
sitting and facing you...
Walter fumbles with the clay -
ALICE:
A girl with a body like mine?
WALTER:
You're breaking my concentration!
Alice laughs -
ALICE:
Walter can I ask you something?
WALTER:
What!
ALICE:
Are you a virgin?
Walter stands up -
WALTER:
For cryin' out loud what does
that have to do with anything!
ALICE:
It's just an innocent question.
(Beat)
Besides I just wanted to clarify
your intentions.
WALTER:
Whaddya mean?
ALICE:
Well I just wanted to make sure
you know, fully and completely,
that you're never gonna get any
from me, at least in this lifetime.
This comment stings Walter - he clenches his jaw, and gets up -
WALTER:
Look -
(Beat)
This pose is all wrong!
ALICE:
I'll pose any way you want.
Walter then grabs up a SCARF, and approaches Alice -
Walter then hands the scarf to Alice -
WALTER:
I want you to put this around
your neck...
Alice takes the scarf and places it around her neck -
WALTER:
Just like that...that's right.
Walter then steps behind Alice, grabbing the ends of the scarf
gently -
Then suddenly Walter PULLS the ends hard, choking Alice -
Alice clutches the scarf and struggles, panicking and gasping for
air -
Walter tugs at the scarf with all his might -
Alice kicks and tries to free herself, to no avail -
Walter continues to strangle her, clenching his jaws -
INT CARLA'S APARTMENT - DAY
Carla, Maxwell, Cuff, Link, and another girl sit around the living
room - Carla hands Maxwell a plate -
CARLA:
Here you go, enjoy.
MAXWELL:
I hope this was made with egg
whites!
CARLA:
It was.
MAXWELL:
What's this sauce! I'm lactose
intolerant.
CARLA:
Don't worry it's a non-dairy
sauce made from soy milk.
MAXWELL:
Hm.
Maxwell takes a bite - someone knocks at the door and Cuff goes to
answer it -
Cuff answers the door -
CUFF:
Hey it's mister perjury!
In walks Walter, who notices everyone there -
WALTER:
Hi.
MAXWELL:
Good morning Walter!
Walter approaches Carla, a little dejected he wasn't
invited -
WALTER:
Hi Carla.
(Beat)
What's going on?
CARLA:
These guys came by to help me
try out some of my new organic
recipes.
WALTER:
Oh...
MAXWELL:
Wheat germ omelette, guava nectar
and garbanzo sprinkled with smoked
yeast. Join us?
WALTER:
No thanks. Sounds good though.
MAXWELL:
Suit yourself.
CARLA:
What's up, Walter?
WALTER:
I came over to see you.
(Beat)
I brought something...I
wanted to show you.
CARLA:
Oh yeah?
WALTER:
Yeah. Can some of you guys help me?
Maxwell puts down his plate -
CARLA:
Is it murdered man?
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