Ed Wood Page #9
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 127 min
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Georgie nods. Oh, okay.
O.S. VOICE
Mr. Lugosi has arrived!
Ed jumps excitedly.
ED:
Oh my God!
(he YELLS)
Mr. Lugosi is here! Now everyone,
when he walks on the stage
(nobody is listening; so Ed uses
his MEGAPHONE)
Now everyone, when he walks on the
stage, treat him normal. I know Bela
Lugosi is a world-famous star, and
you're all a little excited, but
we're professionals. So if you treat
him with respect, everything will be
alright.
The door swings open, and Bela strides in, looking dapper. He
glances at the teensy stage, and his face falls imperceptibly.
Ed runs up, bounding with enthusiasm.
ED:
Bela! It's so great to see you!
(he glances at his watch)
And eight o'clock on the dot. Right
on time!
BELA:
I am always on time.
ED:
Of course! Well, we got a big day
planned for you... First, we're gonna
start off a little easy, with you in
that armchair over there. Then, once
you're up to speed and cooking, we'll
reset and bring out the laboratory
equipment --
BELA:
(he leans in and WHISPERS)
Uh, Eddie, do you have my money?
ED:
Huh?! Oh yeah, of course.
Ed and Bela step over to a corner.
ACROSS THE ROOM:
From a distance, Ed pulls a wad of money from his pocket and
peels off a few bills for Bela. The crew watches, fascinated.
WIPE TO:
LATER:
Bela is seated in the ratty armchair on the set. Harry does
his make-up. Harry glances at Bela's arm, and it is full of
TRACK MARKS. Harry grimaces, but doesn't say anything.
CONRAD:
Mr. Lugosi, I know you're very busy,
but could I have your autograph?
BELA:
(cordial)
Of course.
Conrad hands him a scrap of paper. Bela signs it.
CONRAD:
You know which movie of yours I love,
Mr. Lugosi? "The Invisible Ray."
You were great as Karloff's sidekick.
Bela's face suddenly hardens. He snaps.
BELA:
"Sidekick"?? "KARLOFF"?!!
Bela insanely RIPS up the autograph.
BELA:
F*** you!! Karloff doesn't deserve
to smell my sh*t! That limey
cocksucker can rot in hell, for all
I care!!!
WIDE:
Ed panickedly runs up.
ED:
What happened?! Jesus, Connie, what
did you do?
CONRAD:
(upset, close to crying)
Nothin'! I told him he was great.
BELA:
How dare that a**hole bring up
Karloff?!! You think it takes talent
to play Frankenstein?! NO! It's
just make-up and grunting! GRRR!
GRRR! GRRR!
Ed is frozen in fear. He glances across the stage.
Georgie is flabbergasted. He points urgently at his watch.
Ed nods. He motions to Conrad: Get out of here. Conrad runs
away. Ed leans in to Bela.
ED:
You're right, Bela. Now Dracula,
that's a part that takes acting.
BELA:
Of course! Dracula requires
presence. It's all in the voice, and
the eyes, and the hand --
Bela waves his outstretched arm. Ed tries to calm him.
ED:
Look, you seem a little agitated.
Do you maybe wanna take a little
break, go for a nice walk... and then
we'll come back and shoot the scene?
BELA:
BULLSHIT! I am ready now! Roll the
camera!!
The crew is baffled. Ed shrugs at them.
ED:
Um, okay... roll camera
CAMERAMAN BILL:
(unsure)
Rolling.
ED:
Sound!
SOUNDMAN:
Speed.
CAMERA ASSISTANT
Mark. Scene Thirty-One.
The Assistant CLAPS the slate in front of Bela, then runs.
ED:
And... action?
It's dead quiet. Nobody knows what's about to happen.
WE MOVE IN TO BELA. And... he suddenly assumes character.
Like the consumate pro he is. Bela gets a wicked, sinister
leer, then starts intoning threateningly:
BELA (as the SPIRIT)
"Beware. Beware! Beware, of the big
green dragon that sits on your
doorstep. He eats little boys!
Puppy dog tails! Big fat snails!
Beware. Take care. Beware!"
CLOSEUP - ED
He is blown away. He quietly mumbles in amazement.
ED:
Brilliant.
WIPE TO:
Dolores studies her script, as the crew lights a flimsy kitchen
set. Ed strolls past, nonchalantly removing a ladies' wig and
earrings. She stares in disbelief.
DOLORES:
How can you just walk around like
that, in front of all these people?
ED:
Hon', nobody's bothered but you.
(he gestures)
Look around -- they couldn't care
less.
DOLORES:
Ed, this isn't the real world!
You've surrounded yourself with
WEIRDOS!
ED:
Say it a little louder. I don't
think Bela heard you in his trailer.
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