Ed Wood Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 127 min
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The dogs BARK louder.
BELA:
Shh! I'm coming! I will feed you!
ED:
Well... I guess I should go. Perhaps
BELA:
(he shakes his hand)
Certainly. But now the children
Bela smiles and steps inside. The door closes.
CUT TO:
INT. DOLORES'S APARTMRNT - DAY
Dolores is in her 1950's kitchenette, making a green jello
mold. Ed bursts in, euphoric.
ED:
Sweetie, you won't believe it! I've
got the most incredible news!
DOLORES:
(excited)
You got the job?!!
ED:
Huh?!
(confused)
Oh, uh, no, I didn't get the job.
But something better happened!
DOLORES:
Better than not getting a job?
ED:
Yeah! I met a movie star! Somebody
really big!
DOLORES:
Who? Robert Taylor?!
ED:
(annoyed)
DOLORES:
Boris Karloff!?
ED:
Close! The other one!
DOLORES:
You met Basil Rathbone!
ED:
Oh, the hell with you. I met BELA
LUGOSI!
DOLORES:
I thought he was dead.
Ed's eyes pop.
ED:
No! He's very alive. Well... sort
of. He's old, and frail -- but he's
still Bela Lugosi! And he's really
nice.
DOLORES:
Boy, I can't even remember the last
time he was in a picture.
ED:
It's a shame. He's such a rest
actor, and nobody uses him anymore.
DOLORES:
So did you get his autograph?
Ed calms down. He smiles beatifically.
ED:
No. It wasn't like that at all. It
was just the two of us, and we were
talkin'... and he treated me like --
a friend...
CUT TO:
Ed is back in the plant department, arguing with his boss.
RUDE BOSS:
He's a bum.
ED:
No he's not! Do you realize how much
money he made for this studio over
the years? "Dracula"! "The Raven"!
"The Black Cat"!
RUDE BOSS:
Yeah? Well now he's a junkie. He
don't deserve to work.
ED:
That's not true --
RUDE BOSS:
He's so great, you hire him.
ED:
(defensive)
Well, uh, if I could I would...
The guy takes a mocking face and struts out. Ed glares.
CUT TO:
EXT. BELA'S ROUSE - NIGHT
It's Halloween night. CHILDREN in trick-or-treating costumes
parade up and down the streets. Through Bela's window, we see
him and Ed watching TELEVISION -- a small fuzzy screen in a
huge console.
ON THE TV, one of Bela's old '30s horror films plays. Bela's
evil character is hypnotizing somebody: His eyes stare the
famous stare, then his hand does the famous hypnotic gesture.
They are entranced. The men drink beers in silence. Bela's
TWO DOGS lie at his feet.
ON THE TV:
The old movie suddenly stops, and VAMPIRA appears on the TV
screen. Vampira, 25, is the sexy "Creature Feature" hostess,
a pale ghoul slipped into a tight black dress.
She leers in front of a corny fog-shrouded set. There is a
pumpkin, a broomstick, and a sign reading "Happy Halloween."
VAMPIRA (on TV)
Ooo! Those eyes! He gives me the
willies! The only thing scarier than
him is this guy I dated last week:
Charlie from Pittsburgh. Boy, talk
about the living dead...
ON THE MEN:
Ed is disgruntled.
ED:
Ugh! I hate the way she interrupts
the pictures. She doesn't show 'em
the proper respect.
BELA:
(glued to the TV)
I think she's a honey. Look at those
jugs.
Ed LAUGHS. Bela waves his arm and starts doing his hypnotic
hand gesture at the TV.
BELA:
Vampira! You will come under my
spell! You will be my slave of love.
ED:
(fascinated by Bela's hand)
Hey Bela, how do you do that?
BELA:
You must be double-jointed, and you
must be Hungarian.
(back at the TV)
Vampira, look at me! Stare into my
eyes.
Ed joins Bela in this activity. The two of them wave their
arms spookily at the TV.
Bela becomes fatigued.
BELA:
I am getting tired. I need to take
my medicine.
ED:
Do you want me to get it for you?
BELA:
No thank you, Eddie. I'll be
alright.
Bela smiles. He gets up, shuffles across the room, and steps
behind a curtain. Ed is puzzled. Bela's thin arm appears and
draws the curtain tight. We hear mysterious CLANGING, drawers
opening and closing, and then silence.
Ed sits, waiting.
Behind the curtain, something DROPS. We hear a muffled "Sh*t!"
Ed is getting worried. But then the curtain whips open, and
Bela bounds out, grinning. He's a bundle of energy.
BELA:
I feel better now.
AT THE DOOR:
The doorbell RINGS. Kids SHOUT "Trick or treat!" Bela jumps
up gleefully.
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