Bottle Rocket Page #13

Anthony hands him the fries. Dignan watches the TV.

ANTHONY:

I wish I'd been there.

DIGNAN:

Would of been nice.

Anthony looks at Dignan.

ANTHONY:

Man. I'm sorry. We just went for a

walk --

DIGNAN:

I don't really feel like talking

about it. The only thing I feel

like is getting the f*** out of

this place.

ANTHONY:

(pause)

We need a car.

For the first time Dignan looks away from the TV, at Anthony.

DIGNAN:

I have an idea for that.

ANTHONY:

What?

DIGNAN:

Inez has a master key to all these

rooms, doesn't she?

(pause)

Doesn't she?

ANTHONY:

I don't think we can do that.

DIGNAN:

I know we can. It's real simple. We

go into a room, grab some car keys

and --

ANTHONY:

What I'm saying is she wouldn't go

for that.

DIGNAN:

She doesn't need to know.

ANTHONY:

(pause)

I don't know, Dignan. I just --

. DIGNAN

Look. I'm ready to get the f*** out

of here. It's real torture for me

to be here. Getting the sh*t kicked

out of me by Mexicans.

ANTHONY:

Shh.

DIGNAN:

No one to back me up. Now I have a

good idea. So unless you come up

with something better --

ANTHONY:

Dignan. I can't do that. All right?

I just can't.

The bathroom door opens.

DIGNAN:

Then you better think of something.

Inez comes back in.

INEZ:

How are you, Jerry?

DIGNAN:

(staring at TV)

I feel great, Inez.

ANTHONY:

(kisses her)

I'll see you later.

Inez goes outside. She closes the door.

ANTHONY:

I don't think we need any keys,

Dignan. I think I can hotwire a car

for us.

DIGNAN:

You don't know how to hotwire.

ANTHONY:

Yes, I do. Bob taught me.

DIGNAN:

Bob taught you how to get

electrocuted.

ANTHONY:

No, I'm serious. He made me a

diagram.

EXT. SIDEWALK. DAY

Dignan's standing on a corner alone. He looks sullen.

EXT. SIDEWALK. DAY

Anthony walks down an alley. He goes past a beat-up

convertible. He stops, hands in his pockets. He looks both

ways.

He cuts back to the car, opens the door, and slips inside.

INT. STOLEN CAR. DAY

Anthony's behind the wheel. He hand signals a turn and pulls

up next to Dignan. Dignan shakes his head as he looks at the

car. He gets in. They drive through the town. The wind's

blowing hard. Anthony smiles at Dignan. Dignan tries not to

smile.

CUT TO:

Dignan sitting in the parked car with the motor running. In

the side mirror he's watching Anthony and Inez. Anthony's

saying goodbye. He walks back to the car and gets in. He

puts it in gear and they drive off.

DIGNAN:

What'd you say to Inez?

Anthony shrugs.

DIGNAN:

"I'll come back for you. I love

you, Inez."

Anthony is silent.

DIGNAN:

"I'm going to take you away from

all this windexing and making beds."

Silence. Dignan exhales and looks out the window.

EXT. HIGHWAY. DAY

The car is on the shoulder, raised up on a Jack with the

hood open. Anthony's looking underneath the car. Dignan's

standing in the middle the road with his hands in his

pockets. No cars in sight.

Anthony starts messing around under the hood. He tests some

wires and connections. He steps away from the car.

ANTHONY:

Man, I don't know anything about

cars.

Dignan stares down the road.

DIGNAN:

You really know how to pick them.

Anthony walks over to Dignan. He stands beside him for a

minute.

ANTHONY:

I think we better go home.

DIGNAN:

Don't panic, Anthony.

ANTHONY:

I'm not. But there's --

DIGNAN:

You can't just run home every time

things get tough. First of all,

we've got enough dough to --

ANTHONY:

Our money situation is not good.

DIGNAN:

(clapping him on the back)

You're so spoiled. What is "not

good" to you? Only a few hundred --

ANTHONY:

We've got sixteen dollars.

DIGNAN:

That's not correct.

Dignan stares at Anthony.

DIGNAN:

Give it to me.

Pause. Anthony reaches into his pocket and pulls out the

money. Dignan takes it. He counts it. He looks at Anthony.

DIGNAN:

Sixteen dollars.

ANTHONY:

I know.

DIGNAN:

Where's the rest?

Dignan stares at Anthony. Pause.

ANTHONY:

I had to give some to Inez.

DIGNAN:

How much?

ANTHONY:

$383.

Dignan frowns slightly. Pause. He screams:

DIGNAN:

What!

Pause. Dignan runs at the car and kicks the door as hard as

he can. It makes a big dent. He runs down the shoulder and

grabs a big rock. He runs at the car and smashes the rock

through the windshield. He stands still. He turns to Anthony.

He walks back over to him, yelling.

DIGNAN:

You gave $383 to the goddamn

housekeeper! What the f*** is your

problem?

ANTHONY:

She needed it.

DIGNAN:

A $500 tip! For the housekeeper!

ANTHONY:

Her name's Inez. Stop calling her

the housekeeper.

DIGNAN:

That's what she is!

ANTHONY:

I know that. But --

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