Blue Velvet Page #8

She turns immediately and goes to answer it. Jeffrey almost passes out.

He thought he'd had it. He overhears.

DOROTHY:

(on the phone)

Hello. yes. yes sir, Frank. Let me

talk to him. Please Frank, sir. I like

to sing Blue Velvet. Don? It's okay.

Don't worry. Don??. can you hear me?

Is little Donny OK? Is he there? Don? You

mean Meadow Lane? Frank?! What's the

matter with him? I know. When? Okay. In

an hour. I'll be sweet. Momma loves you.

Okay Frank, sir.

She hangs up the phone hard and puts her head in her hands.

DOROTHY:

(to herself)

Frank, you son of a b*tch!

She goes and sits down and starts chewing a fingernail. She nervously

gets up again and looks at a framed photograph for a moment then hides

the photograph under a pillow on the couch. She puts on a record, "FOR

YOUR PRECIOUS LOVE." She sits back down and chews her nail again,

listening to the MUSIC; she starts to cry. She stops herself and takes

the record off. She starts taking off her stocking. She then takes off

her dress.

Underneath, she has on a bra and panties. She crosses the living room,

goes down the hallway into the bathroom.

Jeffrey can't see her too well now. She takes off her panties in the

bathroom. She is now naked. She looks at herself in the mirror. We see

Jeffrey's face as he watches her. She disappears from view completely and

we HEAR her start a SHOWER.

DISSOLVE TO:

91. INT. DOROTHY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Jeffrey's face. He sees Dorothy - in a towel - come toward him again.

He quickly moves back into the closet as far as he can.

She opens the door, reaches in and gets a blue velvet robe. She doesn't

see Jeffrey even though he isn't well hidden. She closes the door. It

CLICKS shut.

Jeffrey is in almost total darkness. He listens. He can HEAR WALKING

around, then silence. He hears the kitchen sink WATER RUNNING.

He HEARS her WALKING AGAIN. Now he can see her. She sits down on her

bed. She looks up. Just as Jeffrey shifts his weight. She looks at the

closet strangely, but then calmly picks up a book and thumbs through it.

She slowly gets up.

Jeffrey doesn't know what is up. He looks but she walks out of view.

SUDDENLY, he hears a DRAWER OPEN, and just as suddenly, the CLOSET DOOR

FLIES OPEN, and there she is with a pistol pointed right at him. When

she realizes that SOMEONE IS REALLY THERE, she SCREAMS ONCE, very loud.

DOROTHY:

(crazy scream, then)

GET OUT OF THERE!! GET OUT!! Put your

hands up, on your head. GO ON!! Get down

on your knees - DO IT!! What are you

doing? Who are you? What's your name?.

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

JEFFREY:

Jeffrey.

DOROTHY:

Jeffrey. Jeffrey what?

JEFFREY:

Jeffrey nothing.

DOROTHY:

You tell me!! Let me see that wallet.

(reads his license)

Jeffrey Beaumont. What're you doing in

my apartment, Jeffrey Beaumont?

JEFFREY:

I wanted to see you.

DOROTHY:

What? Are you kidding me? Who sent you

here?

JEFFREY:

Nobody.

DOROTHY:

Sh*t. You better tell me something.

JEFFREY:

I was. an experiment. Just to see if

I could do it.

DOROTHY:

An experiment? Hey, I've seen you before.

JEFFREY:

I sprayed your apartment. I took your key.

I really didn't mean to do anything but

see you.

DOROTHY:

Tell me what you saw tonight. TELL ME.

JEFFREY:

(scared, nervous)

. I saw you come in, talk on the phone.

get undressed.

DOROTHY:

(interrupting)

The phone. What did you hear on the phone

. Tell me. Word for word.

JEFFREY:

(trying to remember)

You said hello. to Frank. You wanted to

talk to someone?. Don?. and little Donny.

You said something about Momma loves you.

and something about a Meadow Lane.

something in an hour. I don't remember

any more.

Dorothy stares at Jeffrey studying him for some time thinking.

DOROTHY:

That's right. That's what I said. You

have a good memory. Then what?

JEFFREY:

Well.

DOROTHY:

THEN WHAT?

JEFFREY:

Then you got undressed.

DOROTHY:

How many times have you sneaked into girls'

apartments and watched them undress?

JEFFREY:

(quietly; feeling guilty)

Never before this.

DOROTHY:

How'd you like it if someone sneaked into

your house and watched you.

(gets an idea)

Get undressed. I want to see you.

JEFFREY:

No. Come on.

DOROTHY:

NO, you come on. Take off your pants. I

want to see you.

JEFFREY:

Look. I'm sorry. Just let me leave.

DOROTHY:

No way.

Dorothy moves to the kitchen counter and gets a knife. She goes to

Jeffrey. Now she has a knife and a gun. He's scared.

DOROTHY:

Get undressed. I want to see you.

Jeffrey begins to undress. First he takes off his shoes and socks,

Then his shirt. He undoes his belt and unzips his pants and takes them

off. Now he is only in his underwear.

DOROTHY:

STAND UP.

He does.

DOROTHY:

(continuing)

Come closer.

Dorothy has a strange look on her face. She reaches out and pulls

Jeffrey's underpants down to his knees. She looks at him.

DOROTHY:

(whispering)

What do you want from me?

JEFFREY:

(quietly, getting very hot)

I . I don't know.

DOROTHY:

(whispering)

What do you want?

Dorothy is getting very DREAMY and begins to talk in a childlike voice.

She opens her robe and pulls Jeffrey to her breasts.

DOROTHY:

Don't move. don't look at me.

Jeffrey's eyes close with nervous ecstasy as Dorothy begins touching him.

DOROTHY:

Do you like that?

JEFFREY:

Yes.

He tries to touch her.

DOROTHY:

Don't move or I'll kill you.

She looks at him.

DOROTHY:

(continuing)

Do you like talk like that?

JEFFREY:

No.

DOROTHY:

Lie down on the bed.

He lies down. He looks frightened.

There's a KNOCK, KNOCK on the door. Dorothy looks VERY frightened. She

quickly moves a finger to her lips in a "quiet" sign and whispers to

Jeffrey.

DOROTHY:

(whispers, frantic)

Shut up. Hurry! Go in the closet. Don't

say anything or you'll get killed. I mean

it.

KNOCKING is heard louder at the door. Jeffrey picks up all his clothes

and gets in the closet. He's naked and hiding in the closet. Dorothy

closes her robe and glides to the front door.

Jeffrey sees FRANK come in.

Frank is medium height and stocky with a burr hair cut. He is wearing a

tight blue t-shirt and an old black sports jacket. He's got on a pair of

blue jeans and boots. He has a raw, mean sexuality - a "bomb about to go

off" - presence.

He comes into the room slowly, always looking at Dorothy. He sits on the

couch.

DOROTHY:

Hello, baby.

FRANK:

(annoyed, condescending)

Shut up. It's daddy. shithead.

DOROTHY:

Hello, daddy.

FRANK:

(can't-you-remember-

anything-attitude)

. my bourbon.

Dorothy goes into the kitchen to get Frank his drink. As she passes the

closet, Jeffrey can see the fear in her face.

She returns with a small glass of bourbon and hands it to Frank. Frank

sips on it.

FRANK:

. sit down. get your chair.

Dorothy brings a small chair over from the wall and sits down. She

adjusts her robe.

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