Boogie Nights Page #7

. . . you pay for it . . . you owe me for all the

sh*t I've done for you in your life . . . . you

little f***er . . . you understand? Think you're

gonna be this? Huh? These god damn posters --

you're not gonna be this -- you're gonna

be sh*t . . . because you're stupid.

DIRK:

I'm not stupid.

MOTHER:

Yes you are.

DIRK:

Why are you so mean to me? You're my mother . . .

MOTHER:

Not by choice.

DIRK:

Don't. Don't be mean to me.

MOTHER:

You little f***er, I'm not being mean

to you, you're just too stupid to see.

DIRK:

You don't know what I can do. You don't

know what I can do or what I'm gonna do

or what I'm gonna be. You don't know.

I'm good. I have good things that you

don't know and I'm gonna be something --

you -- You Don't Know And You'll See.

MOTHER:

You can't do anything.

You'll never do anything --

DIRK:

Don't be mean to me.

MOTHER:

YOU LITTLE F***ER, I'M NOT BEING MEAN TO YOU!

Dirk CHARGES at his Mother and SLAMS her against the wall.

DIRK:

AND YOU DON'T BE MEAN, AND YOU DON'T

TALK TO ME . . . . NO.

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29 EXT. DIRK'S HOUSE/TORRANCE - MORNING

Dirk CHARGES out of the house and runs off down the street. Mother appears

in the doorway, watches him leave, slams the door --

CUT TO:

30 OMITTED

31 OMITTED

32 OMITTED

33 INT. JACK'S HOUSE - DAY

Jack, Amber, Rollergirl, Reed, Buck and Becky. They're setting up for a

pool party. Cases of beer, soda and chips all around.

Dirk comes walking up towards the front door . . . Jack opens up, CAMERA

PUSHES IN . . . Jack opens his arms;

JACK:

Eddie Adams from Torrance! You made it,

you made it, my darling, come on in here.

I want you to meet someone --

CAMERA follows with Jack and Dirk as they move to the pool area and find

Reed, who's setting up the bar.

JACK:

Reed, honey, I want you to meet

a New Kid On The Block, Eddie Adams.

DIRK:

Hi . . . I'm Eddie . . .

REED:

Hi, Eddie. I'm Reed. You live on this block?

DIRK:

No, no.

REED:

Oh, I thought Jack said you did.

You wanna drink?

DIRK:

Sure.

JACK:

Eddie, I want you to hang out for

a while, I don't want you leaving

this party . . . understand me?

DIRK:

Sure.

Jack leaves. Reed looks to Dirk.

REED:

Marguerita?

DIRK:

Great.

BEAT. Reed fixes the drink.

REED:

Can I ask you something?

DIRK:

Uh-huh.

REED:

Do you work out?

DIRK:

Yeah.

REED:

You look like it. Whadda you squat?

DIRK:

Two.

REED:

Super, super.

DIRK:

You?

REED:

Three.

DIRK:

Wow.

REED:

No b.s. Where do you work out?

DIRK:

Torrance. In Torrance, where I live.

REED:

Cool. Cool. You ever go to Vince's out

here -- no you couldn't, I would've seen you.

DIRK:

I've always wanted to work out at Vince's.

REED:

Here we go . . . taste that.

Dirk sips the Marguerita.

DIRK:

Rock and Roll.

REED:

Thanks. What do you bench?

DIRK:

You tell me first.

REED:

You first.

DIRK:

Same time.

REED:

Cool.

DIRK:

Ready?

REED:

Ready.

DIRK/REED

One . . . Two . . . Three . . . .

SILENCE.

DIRK:

You didn't say it . . .

REED:

. . . neither did you.

ANGLE, POLAROID CAMERA.

It sits on a table top. It's suddenly snapped up by Rollergirl. CAMERA

follows her and the Polaroid out to the pool area where she snaps photos of

Reed and Dirk. (Flash to Developed Polaroids.)

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34 EXT. JACK'S DRIVEWAY - AFTERNOON - LATER

The driveway is PACKED with cars now and the party is in full swing. A Big

Black Cadillac comes down the driveway. A LIMO DRIVER gets out, moves to

the back and opens the door. From the car steps:

THE COLONEL JAMES (mid-60s). Heavy-set in a tan suit. Wrap around

sunglasses. The Porno Film Distributor. His LADY FRIEND (aged 16) steps

from the car and smiles;

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