Boogie Nights Page #6

DIRK (OC)

Have sex?

JACK:

Yeah.

DIRK (OC)

Yeah, I'd love to. I mean, yes.

She's . . . she's really foxy.

JACK:

Bet your ass she is --

Rollergirl enters back into the house. CAMERA SWING PANS OVER:

ROLLERGIRL:

You're officially out of limes, Jack.

JACK:

I'll get you some more tomorrow.

Come over here a minute. Sit next

to Eddie on the couch there.

ROLLERGIRL:

Here We Go! Are We Gonna F***?

JACK:

Yes you are.

ROLLERGIRL:

Oh, wait, wait, wait, then.

She rolls over to the Hi-Fi system and picks a record. She sets the needle

on the turntable and rolls over to the couch -- in one swift motion ripping

her clothes off.

ROLLERGIRL:

You ready?

DIRK:

Are you?

ROLLERGIRL:

Ohhh-yeah.

They kiss. They lean back on the couch. Dirk stops a moment.

DIRK:

Are you gonna take your skates off?

ROLLERGIRL:

I don't take my skates off.

DIRK:

Okay.

ROLLERGIRL:

Don't f***ing come in me.

JACK:

Don't come in her, Eddie. I want you

to pull it out and jack off, make sure

you aim it towards her face.

ROLLERGIRL:

F*** you, Jack.

JACK:

Towards her tits, then.

CAMERA HOLDS ON JACK. OC sounds of Dirk and Rollergirl making out on the

couch. SLOW ZOOM INTO CU. ON JACK.

CUT TO:

25 INT. DIRK'S HOUSE - EARLY MORNING - LATER

Dirk enters quietly, walks down the hallway, passing the kitchen. His

MOTHER is there, looking at him. HOLD, THEN;

DIRK:

Hi.

MOTHER:

Where were you?

DIRK:

Nowhere.

MOTHER:

Shut up. Shut up. Where were you?

Dirk walks down the hall towards his room.

MOTHER:

You see that little slut girl you see?

Sheryl? Sheryl Lynn?

DIRK:

Don't say that.

MOTHER:

Does it make you feel like a stud to

see trash like that? Huh? What is she?

Your girl-friend?

DIRK:

She's not my girlfriend.

MOTHER:

She's a little whore and a little

piece of trash . . . I know you're not

the only one that she sees.

DIRK:

What . . . what're you . . . you don't know.

MOTHER:

I've heard things about her. That girl.

Don't think I don't know what goes on

when I'm not here . . . I wash your sheets, kid.

I know she's been here. Or are you doing

some other thing in there? With your

music and your posters on the wall?

CUT TO:

26 INT. BEDROOM - MORNING - THAT MOMENT

Dirk's FATHER is sitting on the edge of his bed, listening the fight

outside.

MOTHER (OC)

Why don't you go to your little whore,

Sheryl Lynn. Your little GIRLFRIEND.

DIRK (OC)

Maybe I will.

MOTHER (OC)

Oh yeah? Yeah, what are you gonna do?

DIRK (OC)

I dunno, I'll do something.

27 INT. HALLWAY - MORNING - THAT MOMENT

MOTHER:

You can't do anything. You're a loser.

You'll always be a loser -- you couldn't

even finish high school because you were

too stupid -- so what are you gonna do?

DIRK:

I'll do something . . . I'll do it.

I'll go somewhere and do something,

maybe I'll run away where you can never

find me.

MOTHER:

Go ahead. Go ahead and f***

that little GIRL.

Dirk heads for his room, Mother follows.

29 INT. DIRK'S BEDROOM - MORNING - THAT MOMENT

Dirk heads for a drawer and starts to grab some clothes.

MOTHER:

What do you think you're doing?

DIRK:

I'm getting my stuff --

MOTHER:

-- you think that's your stuff?

That's not your stuff . . . you didn't pay

for that -- it's not yours because

you didn't pay for it, stupid.

Dirk stops. His Mother looks to the posters on his wall.

MOTHER:

None of this stuff is yours. This:

She starts to rip his posters from the wall. Dirk stands. CAMERA begins a

SLOW DOLLY INTO CU.

MOTHER (OC)

If you're gonna leave, you leave with what

you've got:
Nothing. Y'see . . . you treat me

like this and this is what you get.

That's fair. Huh? You wanna live that way?

F*** that little whore. I've taken care of

you all your miserable f***ing life . . . .

CAMERA ARRIVES CU. ON DIRK. He's starting to cry.

MOTHER (OC)

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